“Hannah.”
Hearing her name, she looked up.
Bryson studied her for a moment before asking, “We’re friends now, aren’t we?”
Considering all he’d done for her, Hannah nodded.
“Absolutely.”
“In that case, you owe me nothing.”
Hannah looked down, nervously fiddling with her fingers.
“Rest up. You’re safe here, so focus on getting better.”
As Bryson began to leave, Hannah quickly said, “I’ll find a way to help your sister, I promise.”
Pausing, Bryson turned back, his gaze heavy with meaning.
Watching the man who stood at a distance, Hannah asserted, “I can’t guarantee it, but I’ll do my best to save her.”
With a tender smile, Bryson responded, “Thank you.”
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After Bryson departed, Hannah sprawled out on the bed and rolled onto her side, relishing the comfort.
The exhaustion from the previous days lifted at that instant. Due to the cold medicine she had taken, she drifted back to sleep in no time.
It was likely because her sleep had been so deep that when she finally woke up, the sky outside her window was already shrouded in twilight.
Hannah climbed out of bed, her feet sinking into the plush carpet.
She made her way to the door, slipped into her shoes, and exited the room.
Only then did it dawn on her that she was on the second floor of a villa.
“Hannah!”
Descending the staircase, she bumped into Grace in the living room.
“You might not recognize me. I’m Grace, Bryson’s sister.”
Grace radiated an air of cultured grace. Donned in a pink dress, she looked even more cute.
Despite being chronically ill, Grace’s face bore a kind of poignant beauty. Yet, her spirit was indomitable, full of life and cheer.
Smiling softly, Hannah responded, “It’s a pleasure. I’m Hannah Moore.”