Lifting her gaze to Tyrone, she added, “You should get your treatment.”

Tyrone remained motionless, lost in thought.

The nurse entered, infusion bottle and a sterilized needle in tow. She cast a quick glance at him, querying, “Would you prefer the sofa or the bed?”

Tyrone turned around and sat back on the sofa. “Here.”

“Alright then.”

With practiced ease, the nurse attached the infusion and inserted the needle into Tyrone’s vein.

nurse departed, she gently blew on Tyrone’s

Sabrina had thoughtfully packed Jennie’s small backpack, making sure to include her

the art supplies from the backpack, and

notification of a new message

it to

the suppliers and the Faulkner

first person Trevor reached out to was Sabrina, offering his

she wasn’t the one to

Damon

our deep gratitude. My parents wish to host a dinner for you,

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