When she awoke, gentle murmurs reached her ears.

“Is Hannah really okay? Her forehead felt hot.

Bryson, shouldn’t we get her to the hospital?”

“Rest assured, Miss Mitchell.

She just had a chill from the water.

Her fever’s gone down; she’ll wake up soon,” someone assured Grace.

Struggling to open her eyes in the dimly lit room, Hannah saw Bryson beside her, his features hidden in shadow, his expression unreadable.

“Grace… Mr.

Mitchell.

As soon as she spoke, Grace rushed to her, tears spilling over.

me, Hannah!

young girl, Hannah tenderly wiped

You’re the

Hannah’s shoulder, Grace’s Lips quivered before she sobbed, “It’s all

it’s your fault?”

using you to get

Thankfully, you’re fine.

&

‘s BunnyBookery

“Stop crying.

heal,” Hannah

Bryson broke

leave Hannah

sniffed, regaining some

you stay

back to my

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