With a protective demeanor, Bryson escorted her out of the room and down to the hall below.
Standing beside him, Hannah’s heart raced wildly.
His recurring attentiveness drew her in, making her long for his continued presence.
Whenever she faced peril, Bryson was there, like her own guardian angel.
Yet, these “improper thoughts” made Hannah pause. A remarkable man like Bryson felt out of reach.
This wasn’t new to her.
“Watch your step.”
Lost in her thoughts, Hannah nearly stumbled on the staircase.
With quick reflexes, Bryson caught her in his embrace!
As she felt the comforting thud of his heartbeat, Hannah gently freed herself.
“Thank you, Mr. Mitchell.”
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Below, the crowd in the hall witnessed the unusual spectacle, eyes wide with surprise.
Mr. Mitchell showed concern for a woman?
Perceiving Hannah’s awkwardness, Bryson offered a small smile.
“You seemed deeply absorbed in thought. What was on your mind?”
Confessing she was distracted by thoughts of him, to the point of almost tripping, seemed too mortifying.
Clearing her throat, Hannah diverted the topic.
“I was pondering if they’d locate that suspicious waitress.”
“She could run, but she won’t get far.” Bryson allowed Hannah to hold onto his arm as they made their way down the staircase.
“The Mitchell family own all the land around here. She’s got nowhere to go.”
Earlier, a crowd had climbed the stairs, eager to catch a glimpse of the unfolding drama, filling the hall with whispers and murmurs before retreating back down.
As Bryson and Hannah appeared, a hush fell over the crowd.
They observed Bryson leading Hannah to a secluded area where she could relax.
A nervous Sadie inquired, “Eliana, I spilled something on her on purpose. Do you think she’ll retaliate?”