It was Tyrone who had orchestrated this transformation! Sabrina made every effort to cleanse her mind of these thoughts.

After tidying herself up, she exited the room gracefully, as though nothing untoward had occurred.

The living room was vacant, devoid of any presence.

Curiosity piqued, Sabrina scanned the room, pondering if Tyrone had departed.

Just then, the rhythmic sound of chopping emanated from the kitchen. Oh, he hadn’t left.

Her pajamas lay strewn across the sofa. She approached and picked them up. But as she turned around, she abruptly halted.

A conspicuous damp spot marked the sofa.

That precise location…

crimson blush

she circumvented the sofa, meticulously adjusting its placement.

afraid that she couldn’t

last night. Indeed, Tyrone would not have dared

he had appeared oblivious, though he

served,” said Tyrone as he emerged from the kitchen, carrying a plate

you

about-face, casting an accusatory glare in his

gaze descended from her departing figure to the pillow resting on the sofa, a subtle smile dancing in his eyes. Sabrina was

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