He walked over and sat beside Hannah, looking pensive.

Hannah turned to him, noticing a shadow over him.

His mood seemed off today.

She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“What’s wrong?”

It was as if Bryson snapped out of his trance when Hannah’s hand touched his shoulder.

He turned towards her, their faces close, his eyes studying her features.

His hand lifted to trace the contours of Hannah’s face.

“You really…”

hint of sadness in Bryson’s eyes,

seen him so vulnerable

Was it during his recent illness? His “second personality” appeared suddenly, altering

Hannah to question her earlier diagnosis

“second personality”

actions seemed symptomatic at first glance, something

interrupted as Bryson’s handsome

voice was low and distinctive

are you

was about to speak when Bryson’s ki*s stopped her words in

alarmed, she resisted him briefly before

sank into the soft bed,

overwhelmed her, and partway through, she

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