“Move aside!”
Unconcerned with appearances, Lydia bustled in, unloading milk, bread, and sandwiches onto the dining table. She then turned to face Hannah, hand outstretched.
“Show me where you’re hurt.”
“It’s nothing major, just a few scrapes really.” Touching the bandage on her arm, Hannah sat down at the dining table.
“You’re the best, Lydia. You even brought me breakfast.”
Tickled by the compliment, Lydia let out a giddy laugh. Then, holding up a slice of bread, she pointed at Hannah.
“Enough distractions.
Tell me everything! What went down in Muvrand? How’d you get those scrapes?”
Not wanting to hold back from her friend, Hannah shared the Muvrand story while munching on her breakfast.
“Are you kidding me?!”
Expecting Lydia’s outburst, Hannah reclined in her chair and Looked up at her friend.
“What’s the big deal? I’m okay, aren’t I?”
“You pulled out guns! And you say you’re fine?” Lydia’s gaze met Hannah’s, examining her intently for a few moments before hesitantly asking, “So, are those nightmares still haunting you?”
Hannah looked down, shaking her head.
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“Oddly enough, no nightmares this time. Falling into the water might have something to do with it.
Lydia’s brow furrowed in puzzlement.
“So you think it wasn’t Declan who saved you, but maybe Bryson? Be cautious, Hannah. You’ve jumped to conclusions before. Could you be wrong this time too?”
The memory of plunging into the sea and being rescued by Bryson felt incredibly vivid.
Still, Hannah wasn’t fully convinced.
“I’ll find a chance to ask him.”
“Isn’t the chance staring us right in the face?” Lydia mixed her oatmeal in deep thought.
“The Mitchell family is organizing a grand dinner at the end of the month, with Valmere’s elite on the guest list. Couldn’t you get what you’re after there?”
“You mentioned ‘elite’. Why would I be on that guest list?” Hannah gave Lydia a desperate glance.
“Maybe we should brainstorm something more realistic.”