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 in

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

depth, causing Hannah to question her

this “second personality”

his actions seemed symptomatic at first glance, something

interrupted as Bryson’s

and distinctive near her

you daydreaming

when Bryson’s

she resisted

sank into the soft

overwhelmed her, and partway through, she

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