There sat Hannah on the sofa, dressed in a long-sleeved white nightgown, her smile as insincere as it was polished.

“Mr.

Mitchell, you really are quite the night owl, aren’t you?”

Maybe because Bryson hadn’t anticipated Hannah to be awake, his expression momentarily froze.

Leaning against the sofa, Hannah greeted Bryson with a smile that refused to wane.

“Didn’t think I would still be up, did you?”

“Yeah, I honestly didn’t think you would still be up at this hour.

Approaching the sofa, Bryson asked, “Were you waiting for me here on purpose?”

“Who else would I be waiting for? But you haven’t answered my question yet,” she pointed out.

Taking a seat beside her, Bryson explained, “Just couldn’t seem to fall asleep, so I decided to take a little stroll.

Hannah nodded.

a walk because you couldn’t sleep? For a moment there, I thought you were up to

sank into the sofa beside her, Hannah turned to him, smiling but

Hannah might have caught on, Bryson simply smiled

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between them until

when you said we shouldn’t keep secrets from each other? Why does it feel like

to

possibly be

locked, and after a

what you are hiding from me? If you are dead set on keeping it a secret, I will not find out even if

his feet and

my mind and couldn’t seem to nod off before I decided

dwell on it too

Get some sleep early.

It’s getting late.

on Hannah’s face dimmed as she watched

crystal clear to her that Bryson was keeping something

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