Winston stood by the window, shooting Charlie a cold glance upon hearing his voice.

Keith, who had handed Charlie the water, grinned while crossing his arms.

“We care about you.

“Right.

When we heard you were injured, we had no choice but to come over to see you,” Trent added with a creepy smile.

Charlie clung to the headboard, his senses on high alert.

“Where’s Hannah?” he demanded, scanning the room eagerly.

Before anyone else could respond, the door lock beeped twice and swung open.

Hannah and Bryson entered with bags of food.

“Hey, you’re up,” Hannah remarked, catching sight of Charlie.

She set the bags down on the coffee table.

“We’ve been running around all night.

You should eat something first.

You must be famished.

the room

he narrowed

Bryson’s imposing

oblivious to Charlie’s

to eat too,” he told

I’ll pass,” Hannah replied, passing a Lunchbox to

“You go ahead.

I’ll check on him.

of rolls and tossed it to

“Eat up.

the bag, still

bring

pals, aren’t they? No need to be nervous,” Hannah reassured

a mix of relief, exhaustion, and hunger, Charlie tore into the food without a

appearance, all he wanted to do

joined Bryson, she brought up

heard what Amelie Chadwick

because you’ve botched your

she always this

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