When Hannah finally awoke, she found her hand cradled within another’s grip.

She raised her eyes to meet Bryson’s form, his face buried in his arms, which were resting on her bed, his well-defined hand clasping hers with unwavering support.

His disheveled hair obscured one of his eyes, rendering him a stark departure from the usual image of a CEO, appearing more like a recent college graduate, vulnerable and sincere.

With a delicate and barely perceptible movement of her finger, Hannah roused Bryson from his light slumber.

“You’re awake.

Bryson stirred and hastened to assess Hannah’s condition.

“How are you feeling?”

As he leaned in closer, his handsome countenance filling her vision, Hannah’s words faltered.

“I… I…”

“What’s the matter?”

might be unwell, Bryson drew nearer, extending a hand

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eyelashes, eliciting a tingling

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shattered the moment as Grace

Brayden informed me about Hannah’s accident, so I

in the ambiguous tableau at the hospital bed and she

she concealed her eyes with her hands and stepped back, stuttering, “I didn’t see anything, absolutely

dispersing the lingering tension in

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