Sabrina meticulously perused the extensive roster of incoming calls, each one bearing Tyrone’s name.

Evidently, he had grown increasingly anxious since he was unable to establish contact with her.

Should she return his calls?

While Sabrina wrestled with this dilemma, Blayze concluded his laptop activities and gracefully stood.

“Shall we venture forth for dinner?

The clock had already ticked past four in the afternoon, and by the time they reached the restaurant, it would be approaching the more auspicious hour of five.

“okay,” Sabrina agreed, donning her down jacket and slipping her phone into her pocket.

the mantle of decision-maker when it

in quite some time,

Blayze couldn’t help but lavish praise upon

repast, Sabrina’s phone, resting upon the table,

retrieved it, discovering Tyrone’s name flashing on the screen. Sabrina hesitated momentarily,

of what words to exchange with Tyrone, she contemplated

a message for Tyrone, saying, “I’m safe,

the message, Sabrina placed her phone back on the table,

intent and meaningful gaze, Blayze inquired, “Why not pick

responded with casual nonchalance,

barely uttered when her phone erupted

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