Bryson emerged from the bedroom, striding over.

“You’re not saving her?”

“Everyone’s got their own path.

She chose Amelie’s side and so she must deal with the fallout.

“Fair enough.

Bryson c@@ked an eyebrow, doubtful.

“Are you seriously going to let her die?”

Lounging on the sofa, feeling drowsy, Hannah eyed Bryson.

“I guess I’m the picture of virtue in your book, huh?”

“You’re no saint.

leaned in, tapping

are just not cut out for the bad

words jolted

got a way with words, you

leaned closer, lips almost touching, a

Master Remington

door, his eyes betraying a

her; she then brushed a soft ki*s

care of business

Hannah rose, Bryson smoothly made his way into the

Beep beep!

Hannah swung it open to find Remington’s

the doorway,

please come

“Understood.

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