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.

overdoes it, I’ll get 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.

Hannah quickly headed out and

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the provided address, she urged

bar’s vibrant lights momentarily blinded

Hannah made her way to the center of

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

beats from the DJ made her

reached Lydia just as the latter took another

the bottle away, Hannah yelled,

Hannah and flung herself

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