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.

for a walk because you couldn’t sleep? For a moment there, I thought you were up to no good behind my

her, Hannah

simply smiled back

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ensued between them until Hannah broke the

we shouldn’t keep secrets from each other? Why does it feel like you are hiding something

to

possibly be hiding from

after a

you are dead set on keeping it a secret, I will not find out even

feet and gave

mind and couldn’t seem to nod off

dwell on it too

Get some sleep early.

It’s getting late.

dimmed as

crystal clear to her that Bryson was keeping something from

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