From his car window, Bryson watched her depart.

As Hannah approached the community’s security booth, she glanced back and called out, “Until next time, Mr.

Mitchell.

It wasn’t until Hannah vanished from view that Bryson regained his composure and drove off.

Upon reaching her home, Hannah kicked off her shoes onto the carpet and sank onto the sofa, even before the room lights were on.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Recognizing the caller, she promptly answered.

Loud music blasted from the other end, prompting Hannah to distance the phone from her ear.

“Lydia, are you at a bar again?”

“Hannah, Lydia’s in a drinking contest with someone.

I can’t dissuade her.

blamed,” a female voice, distorted by the bar’s music,

Hannah responded, “Give me the

I’m on my way.

been sent

an eye

I’ll be there soon.

Hannah quickly headed out and called

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she urged the driver to hasten to

entering, the bar’s vibrant lights momentarily blinded

way to the

Lydia in a booth, her distinct red hair waving as she drank with

the deafening beats from the DJ made her increasingly

Lydia just as the latter took

bottle away, Hannah yelled,

and flung herself at her, planting a ki*s on

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