“Are you blaming me for the Austins’ mess?”

“I don’t care who dies.

Hannah withdrew her hand from Bryson’s grip, meeting his gaze at last.

There was a faint grin on her lips.

“I just don’t want you getting tangled in this mess.

Bryson’s icy stare softened a tad, though he was clearly irked, scoffing, “Are you doubting me now? What’s left to say?”

“Quit with the moping,” Hannah chided, feeling at a loss with Bryson.

Even his shrink couldn’t crack him!

His unpredictability always threw her for a loop, making it a real head-scratcher to figure him out.

bash?

I ever throw shade at

become more fragile

were mysteries they

end, Hannah caved

“Okay, my bad.

that, let alone doubted you because of

you’re freaked that doing this could put a bullseye on us

I’d really done it, I wouldn’t keep

she had

her temples, feeling the ache throb, slumping wearily

“I’m just wiped out.

of the blue, a shadow loomed over

finding Bryson’s handsome mug in front of

“You…”

his voice smooth but a tad

there’s no

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