Before long, Tyrone returned, helping Sabrina out of her bed and moving her to the private room. “Any other injuries apart from your head?”

Sabrina shook her head. “None.”

“Rest well in the coming days. Don’t worry about the company.”

“I’ve had to visit the hospital quite frequently lately. I am really unlucky lately.”

“Once you’re better, you could go pray at the church. I hear it can help.”

“You believe in that?”

“Didn’t you mention you felt unlucky?”

“Okay. I’ll consider it.”

Tyrone opened the door to the new room, guiding Sabrina in and helping her settle on the bed. “Feeling hungry? What would

from that morning flitted

want you to

room had a small

smirked, saying,

really be disoriented to make

inquired, “What do

“What can you cook?”

“I can cook everything.”

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