Reminded of the events that led to her fainting, a wave of dread washed over Sabrina, her heart momentarily freezing. In a frantic rush, she moved to Tyrone’s side, clamping his hand tightly in hers. “Tyrone? Are you okay? Wake up, please!”

Anxiety ramped up her heart rate.

This level of fear was alien to her; it stirred memories of her father who, like Tyrone now, fell into a comatose state following a vehicular accident and never regained consciousness.

The memory of the truck veering towards her from the right side was vivid. It was aiming straight for her side of the car.

Had her father not swerved right and shielded her with his body, she would have been the one to die. His death was the price for her survival.

Just as her father did, Tyrone too had braved the danger on her behalf.

Was he also going to leave her? @®

attempts, Tyrone remained

within her escalating. “Tyrone, please

lying lifelessly in the bed struck her with a terror that almost

to him, she’d

bring bad Luck

to die,” she muttered, hope

A raspy

as

his hair disheveled, His handsome

froze, her heartbeat echoing in

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