Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone whispered, "You're awake."

Hearing Tyrone's voice, Quintessa snapped to full awareness, quickly sitting up: "How long have I slept?"

"It's still early, barely past 4 PM."

"That late?" Quintessa quickly threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Tyrone stopped her: "Where are you going?"

Quintessa tucked her hair behind her ears: "I need to get to the set."

Tyrone pushed her back down: "Look at you, you're as pale as a ghost. You're not going anywhere."

"But I have to. I have scenes tonight, and there's not much left. We could wrap up by this week. I can't delay everyone's schedule." Seeing her insistence, Tyrone could only say: "It's not even dark yet. What's the rush? Let's have dinner, and I'll drive you there."

Quintessa nodded: "Okay!"

Tyrone frowned slightly: "You're a woman; don't push yourself too hard."

"I'm not."

Tyrone chuckled coldly.

any words of comfort, because Quintessa wasn't someone who sought comfort. Like a lizard that's lost its tail, she

yet not weak, stronger than

Tyrone escorted Quintessa downstairs.

said: "You're up. Go drink that glass of

surprised that Mrs. York had prepared a glass of milk

and she murmured: "I haven't had milk

drink. I had Wilma add some sugar. It won't

the table, noticing there wasn't a second glass

scratched her head: "You? Wilma,

I feel like I'm out of

York looked puzzled: "Were

out loud,

face, felt content. He loved seeing her smile, no matter the kind

being sensible and smart, you turn

shrugged: "I can't lie,

the topic: "Mom, Quinn has to go