Having returned the mop to its place, Sabrina was in the midst of making her way back to her room.

Out of the blue, Bettie remarked, “Sabrina, why are your pants damp?”

Sabrina cast her gaze downward and realized her trousers had been splattered by the rain.

“Did you venture downstairs and extend forgiveness to Tyrone just now?”

Bettie arched an inquisitive brow, her gaze laden with significance.

“Let me check if Tyrone is still out there.”

strolled toward the window

yielded nothing

my pants got wet while I was

could I possibly forgive

a sly

not forget you have a

to fetch some water?

she spun around and headed

retreated to her room, securing the door behind

against the door, exhaling with a sense of tranquility. Upon opening her eyes, she found Tyrone standing

concealed his Lower abdominal muscles, which happened to be a familiar

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