The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

It felt like Hannah was being yanked from the depths of the sea.

She struggled to pry open her eyelids, reaching out toward the shadowy figure.

“Hannah! Wake up!”

In his formal suit, Bryson stormed into the bathroom, scooping Hannah out of the tub without a second thought.

Water droplets clung to Hannah’s cheek as Bryson cradled her in his arms.

She weakly rested her head against his arm, unresponsive to his calls.

Droplets continued to trickle from her damp hair, her wrist limp at her side.

Despite Bryson’s urgent pleas, she remained still.

“Hannah! Wake up!”

Realizing his efforts were in vain, Bryson checked for her breath, relieved to find she still breathed on her own.

He swiftly lifted her from the tub.

he prepared to perform

“Help… me…”

arm,

you hear

was as if she was reaching for the light

to Bryson’s hand as if pulling herself from deep

“Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!”

racked her body as her eyes fluttered

her back, giving her room to

and she realized the warmth

bearings, she found herself wrapped tightly in

she tensed, ready

was thwarted by the firm

turned sharp as she looked up at the man beside

gaze, water droplets still glistening on his handsome

could

are you here?” Hannah’s cheeks flushed

“Clothes.