“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.

don’t require your

brandished her phone

to pick

lower her gaze to dial, only to

her head, reaching instinctively for

“Give that back!”

above his head, a

retrieve it, it’s

brow furrowed

so juvenile? Is this your idea

maintained his position, undeterred by her scolding,

met Hannah’s gaze, a faint smirk playing at the

“It’s amusing.

longer, Hannah snapped, “If it amuses you, feel

keep the

I’m leaving.

distress in her eyes, Bryson relented, his hand dropping as

heel and strode away without sparing him a second

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255