She shouldn’t have bothered. Perhaps she should have left him to sleep in the cold outside.

Sabrina disentangled her hand from his, grabbed a fresh blanket, and retired to a separate guest bedroom.

After her departure, Tyrone continued to whisper, “Sabrina… Babe…”

In the silence of the night, two trending hashtags startled the internet, leaving people aghast.

The morning sun cast a blinding light onto Tyrone’s face through the window. Shielding his eyes with his hand, he awoke, feeling disoriented.

His head throbbed painfully.

Shutting his eyes once more, he massaged his aching forehead. Gradually sitting up, he realized he wasn’t in the master bedroom, but in Sabrina’s room.

seen, and the other half of the bed was

to the master bedroom to shower and brush

his hand absentmindedly sought his pocket only to realize he hadn’t come across

retraced his steps to Sabrina’s room in

last night’s events, speculating that he’d either

search of his phone, Tyrone found

he walked into the living room, where Sabrina’s

Tyrone saw it

answering the call, the assistant’s panicked

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