“When are you leaving?” he asked.

Hannah figured Bryson would come over despite her resistance and prepared to turn him down again.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

She stopped typing and headed to answer it.

Thinking it might be Maloney or Dotson, she opened the door without hesitation.

To her surprise, three people stood there, each holding a gift box.

The woman in front flashed a polite smile.

“Hello, are you Miss Moore?”

Hannah, confused, nodded.

“Yes, I am.

Who are you?”

phone buzzed with a message from

dress that suits you

It’s almost time.

I’m worried you’ll miss it if

gift boxes,

“Mr.

us to deliver this dress,” she

us help you get

Hannah felt compelled

she motioned for the

who had spoken to

brand had climbed to the

national touch, captivating

imagined Laurie, a top

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