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.”

the

her view yielded nothing

got wet while I was cleaning the mop.” Sabrina quickly fabricated an

I possibly

a

Let’s not forget

to fetch some water? You can get

With that, she spun around and headed to the

to her room, securing

found Tyrone standing prominently in the center

towel modestly concealed his Lower abdominal muscles, which happened to be a familiar shade of

timeless. The hands of time had left no mark upon him. His visage radiated youth and

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