She rested her hand on his shoulder, her head gently turning. “Tyrone, what’s troubling you?”

The warmth of Sabrina’s slender neck felt the heat of Tyrone’s breath, yet she fought the instinct to pull away.

After a prolonged silence, Tyrone took a deep breath, composed himself, and closed his eyes.

“It’s nothing.”

He retreated slowly, releasing Sabrina from his grasp.

Sabrina lifted her gaze, sensing something profound in his heart.

the injuries on

fight?” “Yes,” Tyrone

fetch the first aid kit. Please have a

first aid kit stocked with

word, casually draping his coat over the back of the sofa and taking a

kit on the table, joined him and began searching for ointment. In the midst of her task, she inquired, “What happened? How

to strike Tyrone? Who dared to

remained silent in wake

his direction, unscrewed the ointment, dispensed a bit onto the cotton swab and instructed, “Bring your

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