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

upright, Hannah responded, “Give

I’m on my way.

sent through

an eye

I’ll be there soon.

call, Hannah quickly headed out

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by the provided address, she urged the driver to hasten to the

vibrant

her way to the center

a booth, her distinct red hair waving as

deafening beats from

just as

bottle away, Hannah

flung herself

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