Chapter 109

The first light of dawn crept into the room when Quintessa finally found sleep.

Her shoot was on the afternoon, which allowed her the luxury of a restful morning.

At 8:30 am, Manny returned from his morning errand carrying breakfast for Quintessa. He never forgot the doctor’s advice: three square meals a day, with breakfast being the most important.

He had darted out early to grab some oatmeal, considering its benefits for the stomach, and picked up a few veggie muffins along the way, then he rushed to deliver them to Quintessa.

But could someone explain why, upon opening the door, he was greeted by a man, and not just any man, but the one he loathed and feared the most?

Little Manny was dumbstruck, glancing at the room number: “Sorry, I must have got the wrong room.”

leave, feeling dazed.

“Come back.”

a shiver down Manny’s

leaning against the door–frame, wearing one of Quintessa’s oversized T–shirts and a pair of trousers, with her slippers on his feet–which were too small, leaving his heels sticking out. Despite the odd

hard; he gripped the muffins tighter as he sneakily eyed the T–shirt Tyrone was wearing.

“I’ve got muffins and oatmeal. Quinn has

it over,

clenched his teeth and asked, “Mr.

this harbinger of doom

I save

scoffed, “If not me, should it be you?”

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was caught off guard, and before he knew it, the breakfast was snatched

Her condition is serious. Just after you left last time, I took her to

Tyrone’s grip faltered.

her stomach issues, but since Mrs. York had told him Quintessa was

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