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…”

noticed a hint of sadness in Bryson’s eyes, leaving

him so

Was it during his recent illness?

now displayed more emotional depth, causing Hannah to question her earlier

“second personality”

symptomatic at first

as

and distinctive

you

when Bryson’s ki*s stopped her words in their

resisted him briefly before

the soft

and partway

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