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“Shall we depart? Where do you reside? I can give you a lift,” Blayze kindly offered.
Sabrina relayed the name of her residential community.
Upon reaching the community’s entrance, Sabrina alighted from the car, extending a wave
to Blayze. She expressed her gratitude, stating, “Thank you, Blayze. It’s getting late. Have
a safe drive home. Bye.”
“See you next time,” Blayze responded.
It was only as Sabrina entered the community that Blayze drove away. Sabrina reactivated
her phone and entered the building.
A plethora of missed calls adorned her call log.
ALL of them were from Tyrone.
Facing the elevator, Sabrina contemplated her options. She glanced at the ascending
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbutton, then at her phone’s screen. After a moment’s hesitation, she initiated a call to
Tyrone.
After a brief interlude, the unmistakable ringtone chimed softly from beside her.
Sabrina swiftly responded, eyes glued to her phone screen. When she finally looked up
and found herself ensnared in Tyrone’s piercing gaze, she was taken aback.
“Tyrone! How… Why didn’t you make any noise just now?” Her voice quivered with
surprise.
She had scrutinized her phone so intently moments ago, convinced that the person
waiting for the elevator next to her was someone else entirely.
Tyrone, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, regarded Sabrina with intense, searching
eyes. His gaze lingered on her face. Her face revealed subtle scars with varying shades
beneath the overhead light.
He couldn’t help but recall her meticulously applied makeup from this morning at the
police station.
Her once-tied ponytail now draped on her shoulder freely, and her attire had undergone a
transformation.
Beneath Tyrone’s eyes, a fleeting glimmer of pain surfaced, only to be swiftly
overshadowed by an aura of hostility, Like a trapped beast in the throes of a relentless
struggle.
His brow furrowed and he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles emitted an audible
creak. He stood there, silently regarding Sabrina.
After a few heartbeats, Tyrone ambled toward the space between the two elevator doors,
extinguishing his cigarette against the rim of a nearby trash can with vigorous force. The
sparks vanished as the cigarette was crushed and broken.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFollowing his line of sight, Sabrina noticed an accumulation of cigarette butts atop the
trash can, while the floor was veiled in a layer of ash. Sabrina shivered, feeling as though
it weren’t the cigarette but rather herself that had been crushed by Tyrone.
Involuntarily, she took a step back, swallowing hard.
“Tyrone, what’s the matter with you?”
Was he acting so peculiar merely because she hadn’t answered his calls?
Tyrone pivoted, his gaze fixed upon Sabrina, each stride measured as he approached her.
He wrestled to subdue his impulses, addressing her in a raspy voice, each word carrying
weight, “Where have you been since departing from the police station earlier today?”
An assertive, masculine presence, tainted by the pungent aroma of cigarettes, seemed to
envelop her. Instinctively, Sabrina held her breath and replied, “I simply took a drive.”
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