Although she felt calmer now that she was alone, her chest still thumped slightly from the tussle with Bryson earlier.


    Picking up her phone from the bedside table, she swiped through it disinterestedly.


    There was a dozen missed calls from Edwin.


    Hannah called him back at once, and his anxious voice pierced her ears.


    “Hannah! Where did you gost night?! And you weren’t picking your calls! You know what? I almost called the police!”


    Edwin was nearly screaming that Hannah had to hold the phone away from her ear.


    “I returned to the party after changing my clothes, but I couldn’t find you anywhere.


    Your phone wasn’t reachable either.


    I was so worried about you.


    Are you fine, Hannah?”


    “I’m fine.


    Just be calm,” Hannah said, massaging her temple.


    Then she added hesitantly, “Well, something happenedst night.


    That was why I couldn’t pick up your calls.


    ”


    “What happened?” She could sense the terror leap in Edwin’s voice.


    The line rustled as though someone was moving.


    “Are you in your room now? I’ming over right now!” he said, his uneven breathing muffling his words.


    “Don’t!


    Hannah struggled up to her feet.


    She had worn her clothes now, and her sore body sizzled with pain.


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    I’ll call you in the afternoon.


    ”


    Edwin could tell that Hannah was tired.


    It was evident in her voice.


    “Alright, I will let you rest, then,” he said in reluctant agreement.


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    “Take care of yourself.


    ”


    Hannah gathered her things and strode outside when the call ended.


    Shutting the door behind her, she sighed loudly, willing herself to forget the events of the previous night.


    When she returned to her room, she flung herself on the bed and slept recklessly.


    A knock on the door woke Hannah up.


    “Who is it?” she asked with a yawn, her eyes still heavy with sleep.


    “I’ve brought you lunch, Miss Moore.


    ”


    It was the butler.


    Hannah slid into her slippers and went on to open the door.


    The butler entered with a tray bearing exquisite dishes and ced them on the round table.