She liked Bradley. Would his presence cheer her up?

The phone Line held a moment of static-filled silence before Bradley’s voice, edged with reproach, broke through. “Tyrone Blakely! Did your actions lead to her losing the child? Why couldn’t you have simply released her?” @

His tone grew sharp. “Which hospital is she in? Which ward?”

Tyrone provided the information.

“I’LL be there immediately.” With those words, the call ended.

Half an hour later, Bradley stood in the ward, his gaze landing on the visibly worn Tyrone.

He didn’t attribute Tyrone’s haggard appearance to Sabrina. Instead, he believed it was because of his grandpa, who had recently passed away.

as he pushed the door

assuming it was Tyrone, kept her eyes

a seat on the bed’s edge. “Sabrina, it’s me,” he

at the sound of his voice.

for you.” His gaze drifted to the untouched breakfast. “Have you eaten?

eating.” Sabrina shook her

accept the loss of your baby. But consider this from the perspective of a friend who cares. Perhaps it’s

his grandfather’s kindness, but now both

blankly at

but what would she do

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