“Okay, thank you.”

“Sabrina, the doctor said you should try to rest and limit stress. It would be better for the baby.”

He didn’t want her to be immersed in the past.

“I understand.”

Tyrone then left and went downstairs.

Sabrina sat in the wheelchair for a moment, replaying his father’s death in her mind.

The car accident had happened so unexpectedly.

her father was

an ordinary Saturday. Sabrina’s father had to work overtime because of a case. On

talking

what she wanted

feel like eating

the grilled fish that he used to

tell him, a truck plowed

the screech of tires, followed by a deafening

the world

father turn the steering wheel to

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