Sabrina brushed off the question with nonchalance, stating, "That's not your concern.”

“Allow me to pose another question, then. On that fateful day at the restaurant, when Galilea shoved you down the staircase and caused you harm, why did you keep it from me?"

While en route from Orden, Kylan had relayed the unsettling news to Tyrone.

Sabrina arched an eyebrow. "Why should I have informed you? You seemed quite taken with her. Despite her alleged involvement in Cesar's demise, you chose to forgive her. My injury was minor."

Tyrone pursed his lips, his sigh a gesture of resigned helplessness.