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.

out for a walk because you couldn’t sleep? For a moment there,

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

Bryson simply smiled

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standoff ensued between them until Hannah

from each other? Why does it feel like you are hiding

to meet

possibly be hiding

eyes locked, and after a beat,

what you are hiding from me? If you are dead set on keeping it a secret,

rose to his feet and gave Hannah’s head

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

on it

Get some sleep early.

It’s getting late.

smile on Hannah’s face dimmed as she watched Bryson’s

that Bryson

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