Hannah regarded him with sarcasm. Then why persist in trailing me today? Lets clear the air. I detest ambiguous relationships.
Brysons voice resonated with a somber tone. You know theres nothing between Melina and me.
Did I inquire about that?
Hannahs gaze turned icy. I dont need you to justify your relationships to me. Thats your business. What concerns me is your stance towards me now. I detest murky, undefined connections. You know that.
This was uncharacteristic of Hannah, but the gravity of the situation demanded clarity. If not for this, I wouldnt have decisively severed ties with the Edwards family.
Bryson found himself caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, rendered speechless by the weight of the moment.
As he remained silent, a twinge of disappointment crept over Hannah.
If youve been wanting to end things, you couldve done so with dignity, she expressed, her frustration palpable. I wouldnt have pressed you. Your lukewarm demeanor only serves to irritate me. Im not particularly skilled at handling emotional turmoil. When confronted with an insurmountable issue, I prefer to swiftly sever ties.
Her words hung in the air, and Bryson regarded her with a furrowed brow, detecting the underlying resentment in her eyes.
Do you truly cherish our relationship? How could you discard it so easily?
Hannahs anger flared. She no longer wished to conclude things amicably.
Must I emulate your lukewarm approach and remain silent when I sense something amiss in
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our relationship? Does that solve anything? I value what we have, but have you ever respected it? You withhold your thoughts and feelings, leaving me in the dark. Is that how you treat me?
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Its because Bryson hesitated, his voice faltering. Because I cant articulate it.
Hannahs anger flared, fueled by Brysons inability to communicate.
Fury surged through Hannah, contorting her smile into a grimace of resentment. Fine. If you cant tell me, then dont ever bother.
Damn, Bryson! Damn, Bryson!
The curse echoed in Hannahs mind as she stormed away, leaving Bryson in her wake.
Sensing his impending pursuit, she whirled around, jabbing a finger in his direction. Try following me again.
Though Bryson could easily ignore her command and trail after her, he chose instead to heed her unspoken plea, and opted for silence, unwilling to further upset her.
As he watched her retreating form, his fists clenched in frustration.
Just days ago, he had convinced himself to maintain a semblance of composure.
Yet, upon encountering Hannah, all his carefully constructed defenses crumbled.
Deep within, he acknowledged his inability to part ways with her, let alone lose her.
Humans were indeed fickle creatures. After pushing someone away, they often found themselves consumed with regret.