“Anything is fine.

I don’t have quite an appetite,” Hannah replied softly.

Bryson raised his hand, intending to playfully pinch her cheek, but hesitated and withdrew it.

“Even if you’re not hungry, you should eat something.

You haven’t had anything all day.

Before Hannah could respond, Bryson had already left the room, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

Feeling a sense of isolation, Hannah reached out to the table beside her, fumbling until her hand found her phone.

Slowly, she brought it to her face.

With a soft beep, the phone was unlocked, and Hannah navigated through her contacts by memory, her fingers tracing familiar patterns.

She dialed a number, recognizing the voice on the other end.

“Hello? Miss Moore?”

Hannah listened carefully before responding.

“Officer Stevenson, are you available?”

“Just wrapping up,” came the reply.

Officer Stevenson exhaled deeply, sinking into his chair and reaching for a glass of water.

“I heard there was an incident.

Are you alright?”

fine,” Hannah replied, her tone steady despite the

omitted to

inquire if you found a small glass

“Glass bottle?”

in confusion at her

moment of contemplation, the muffled sound of papers

on, let

I don’t recall offhand.

department might have

moment later, the rustling stopped,

we did

let me take a

examined the

the surveillance footage shows the attacker

the small

paused before continuing, “If you’re really okay, why would you call me to ask about the bottle’s location? What really happened? You need to tell

friend, I’m also a

they harmed someone, it needs to

calmly, “I can’t see

Really?” Stevenson was

Their attempted murder charge is serious enough for

might have sounded too stern, he added,

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