Maloney was indeed terrible at keeping secrets.

Bryson waited anxiously for a response, but as the silence stretched on, he couldn’t resist sending

“Are you really so mad that you won’t even fly back with me? That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?”

He deftly redirected the conversation, tossing the question back to Hannah.

Hannah’s reply came swiftly, her expression icy as she tapped out a message before tossing her phone aside, burying her face in the soft pillow, determined to ignore any further communication.

“Yes, yes, I guess I’m just that petty!”

On the other end, Bryson couldn’t help but grin at Hannah’s response, but his smile faded quickly, and he didn’t bother replying.

Later that day, thoughts of Bowen’s cautionary words lingered in Bryson’s mind.

Bowen had been there, witnessing everything he had been up to lately.

And when Bryson had mentioned his plans to head home, Bowen had only offered a cryptic warning.

“Sometimes ignorance is bliss.

outcomes only

at the photos on his

his mind, the more he found

about his past; about his birth

the day Hannah was scheduled to fly out, Wallace

it was Keith, Trent, and Dotson who saw her off to the

Maloney and Bryson were waiting

take care on

once you’ve reached home

gratefully, dragging her suitcase toward the departure

Keith halted him with a firm

“You wait here.

You can’t go inside.

shooting a

go

Dotson calmly produced his

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