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.

she overdoes it, I’ll get blamed,” a female

Hannah responded, “Give me

I’m on my way.

been sent through

an eye

I’ll be there soon.

Hannah quickly headed out

& Stay

address, she urged the driver to

bar’s vibrant

her way to

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

deafening beats from the

reached Lydia just as the latter took another

away, Hannah yelled,

herself

brings you

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