“Release me,” she demanded, her voice firm.

Bryson maintained his hold on her wrist, propelling them forward in silence.

A bubble of laughter threatened to escape Hannah’s lips.

“Bryson, do you fancy yourself quite the authoritarian, especially with the ladies?”

At her words, Bryson halted, turning to face her.

“If you desire a scolding, I’m more than willing to oblige before we proceed.

It felt like punching through a cloud of cotton.

Suppressing a smirk, Hannah shook off Bryson’s grasp and strode ahead.

Bryson trailed after her, their exchange dwindling into silence as they meandered aimlessly through the streets, his presence a constant shadow at her side.

Hannah pivoted on her heels, her gaze ablaze with frustration, as she confronted Bryson.

“How much longer do you plan on trailing after me?”

“I’LL depart once I’ve escorted you back.

require your

brandished her phone

to

to lower her gaze to dial, only to have her

head,

“Give that back!”

head, a mischievous glint in his

can retrieve

brow furrowed in

are you truly so juvenile?

undeterred by her scolding, his

Hannah’s gaze, a faint smirk playing at

“It’s amusing.

Hannah snapped,

can keep the

I’m leaving.

eyes, Bryson relented, his hand dropping as he

on her heel and strode away

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