Sabrina’s ears registered Tyrone’s words, but they seemed like drunken mumbles more than anything else.

She attempted to extricate her wrist from his grasp, but to no avail, his grip merely grew firmer.

Struggling to pry his fingers loose, she found her efforts in vain.

“Sabrina, I love you,” Tyrone murmured once more.

At his words, Sabrina halted, shock rippling through her. She thought she must have misunderstood him. Pivoting towards Tyrone, she asked softly, “Tyrone, could you repeat that?”

“I love you, Sabrina. Please, don’t abandon me. I’m sorry. I promise to love you correctly from this point onward. Please, don’t Leave…”

Tyrone knew he was a coward. Fearful of the icy, mocking expression that might appear on Sabrina’s face, he chose to express his feelings as though he was merely talking in his sleep.

Sabrina drop

if he’d mistaken her for someone else in his drunken

simply ridden with guilt and didn’t wish for a

price she had paid, she had no desire to associate with him

the task of

imminent departure, Tyrone was struck with a wave

his confession was

he was unable

from

couldn’t let her

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