Upon hearing her familiar voice, Tyrone shuddered. He straightened up, a spark ignited in his eyes as if he was dreaming. “Sabrina?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

“Well… What can I do for you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Have you been drinking?”

Tyrone hastily put down his glass, denying, “No.”

“No need to lie to me. If your health deteriorates due to drinking, you’ll end up back in the hospital. If that’s what you want, keep drinking. You’re wealthy enough to own a hospital. You can stay there indefinitely.”

“I apologize, Sabrina. I won’t drink anymore.”

pang of guilt. He pushed his glass away and murmured, “I appreciate your concern. It makes me happy, Sabrina. Even if it’s just an

words filled Sabrina’s heart

she ended the

knowing that Tyrone was adept at dramatizing situations and that she should remain skeptical, Sabrina found her

she had made up her mind to move on and the most effective way was to ignore his

wouldn’t succumb

wounded you too deeply. I Lack the courage to even request you to stay. Ever since you left, sleep has

words trailed off as

eyes, a

the courage to bare

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