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…”

sadness in Bryson’s

seen him so vulnerable in

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

depth, causing Hannah to question her earlier

this “second personality”

at first

interrupted as Bryson’s handsome face

and distinctive

are you daydreaming

speak when Bryson’s ki*s stopped her

she resisted

into the soft bed, she felt

overwhelmed her, and partway

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