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Hannah smiled and said, "Thank you, Officer Stevenson.
" After lying quietly in the room for a while, she heard footsteps outside.
When the door opened, Hannah sat up.
Bryson quickly walked up to Hannah with a plate in his hand.
As he approached, the aroma of the meal wafted toward her.
"It smells so good," Hannah said, inhaling the fragrance.
"I'm really hungry.
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When the warm spoon touched her lips, Hannah couldn't help but open her mouth and take a sip.
The shrimp soup was fresh and tasty, with a hint of tofu.
It was perfectly cooked, with a mellow and smooth taste.
Bryson scooped up another spoonful and held it to her lips. "Try this again.
" Hannah took a sip, and the soup slid down her throat.
A strong taste of tomato filled her mouth, instantly fueling her appetite.
"It's really good.
It seems Mr.
Mitchell put a lot of effort into it," Hannah praised.
"I think today's soup tastes better than what's served in the top-notch restaurants.
" Bryson smiled slightly and offered Hannah another bite.
"You've only praisedonce in all these days.
Hannah raised her eyebrows slightly and retorted, "You cooked the meal and fed it to me.
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Mitchell.
"Sure.
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Professor Campbell's dropping by tomorrow, so don't stay up too late.
"Got it.
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I'm hitting the hay early.
" "Alright.
"Bryson flicked off the light with a quick motion of his hand.
He lingered at the door, gazing into the darkness s where Hannah was before finally pivoting and leaving. Seated on the bed, Hannah sensed the door inching shut.
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