“Aside from your face, are there any other wounds on your back?”

“Well… Yes,” Tyrone admitted after pausing for a second. “Where?” Sabrina found herself scanning Tyrone up and down involuntarily.

Tyrone took Sabrina’s delicate hand in his, placing it gently against his chest. He locked his gaze onto hers and confessed, “Here. The wound, it’s right here and only you can heal it…”

Sabrina was rendered speechless, her hand quickly retreating from his grasp. “Tyrone, shame on you.”

Unexpectedly, Sabrina grasped Tyrone’s hand

“What’s this? Have you had a change of heart?

eyebrow and offered a faint

changing my mind, so don’t get any ideas,” Sabrina retorted, shooting him a fierce look before inquiring, “What’s wrong with

that the back of his hand exhibited redness and swelling around

minor scrape,”

the ointment

scrape, you say? Then there’s

interjected swiftly, preventing her from putting the ointment away. He retrieved it and placed it back into Sabrina’s hand.

hand with one of hers while

her task, her head bent low. His own eyes Lowered, harboring a complex

been more attentive, more caring, could he have

he couldn’t turn back the hands

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