Bryson headed upstairs to take a shower and wash off the smell of alcohol from his body.

He requested someone to bring a fresh set of clothes to the room.

Soon after, Bryson heard a knock on the door outside the bathroom.

Assuming it was the delivery of his clothing, Bryson tersely instructed, “Leave the clothes and leave.

The person outside remained silent, neither speaking nor continuing to knock on the door.

After his shower, Bryson emerged from the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, only to discover that the lights in the room were off and darkness had fallen outside.

Furrowing his brow, Bryson wondered if the person delivering his clothes had turned off the lights.

steps forward, reaching out to find

him, wrapping him in a tight hug in the

overpowering-nothing

Bryson pushed the woman

as he walked over

light was on, Ryleigh, who had stumbled and

her with icy

did you

her arms, rising from the floor with a sweet

“Bryson, it’s me.

Surely you recognize me?”

in her well-maintained skin that radiated

at

attempts to draw closer, Bryson retreated two

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