The weight on his heart felt like a ticking time bomb, triggered anew each time he crossed paths with Hannah.

He couldn’t predict when it would detonate, fragmenting their delicate bond into irreparable shards.

With a weary sigh, Bryson closed his eyes, grappling with the turmoil within.

“What am I supposed to do?” he whispered, his voice heavy with uncertainty.

After storming off, Hannah glanced back to ensure she wasn’t being followed.

Now that she was alone, she allowed her emotions to bubble up to the surface.

“Bryson Mitchell, mark my words! I swear, I’m done talking to you… forever!”

‘s BunnyBookery

As Hannah stewed over Bryson’s recent unsettling behavior, her irritation deepened.

Although she hadn’t reacted outwardly upon seeing Melina with Bryson, she understood his

twisted sense of decorum.

her away

was their issue, irrelevant

simplicity of the emotional turmoil made it

He hadn’t explained anything.

evasive attitude

worst!” Cursing under her breath,

without his

hotel late, exhaustion

wash and change, she collapsed into

was short-lived, however, as it was disrupted by the incessant

drift into sleep and it

to make matters worse, her phone just kept on

Ring! Ring! Ring!

the

“Uh…”

she paused before asking,

that she was still groggy, Hannah checked the caller ID again before cautiously placing the phone to her

“Mr.

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