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.

was nowhere to be seen, and the other half of the bed was

returning to the master bedroom

sought his pocket only to realize

retraced his steps to Sabrina’s room in search of his phone but to

any recollection of last night’s events, speculating that he’d either forgotten

search of his phone, Tyrone found a phone. Not his, but

into the living room, where Sabrina’s phone began to

Tyrone saw it was

assistant’s panicked voice filled

picked up!

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