With that, Sabrina finally relaxed, her fears subsiding. Even as she sat on her bed, her relief was tinged with Lingering fear.

Once the nurse left, Tyrone turned to Sabrina, his voice soft. “Why did you panic so much earlier? Were you worried I was gone?”

Rather than answer, Sabrina chose to stare out the window. “My father did the same thing to protect me, and he died. Seeing you motionless on the steering wheel brought it all back.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere. I won’t leave you like your father did,” Tyrone reassured her.

Her fears eased, Sabrina exhaled a sigh of relief. She felt a strange blend of gratitude for surviving the disaster and a turmoil of other emotions.

Her panic earlier was foolish. If Tyrone had died, he wouldn’t be in a hospital ward. He would be in a morgue.

The memory of Tyrone’s swift decision to turn the wheel at the critical moment flashed in her mind.

father had done

But Tyrone…

of a more severe

me, don’t you?” Tyrone asked, hope glimmering in

given him a

feel like I have a

didn’t express her

was her feeling

a considerable distinction

Caring implied harboring feelings.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255