Sabrina had tenderly pledged to escort Jennie to her inaugural day of the upcoming school term.

With her diminutive frame burdened by the sizable bag, Jennie gazed up at Sabrina with pleading eyes.

“Sabrina, this bag is too heavy for me. Could you please carry it for me?" Her earnest entreaty hung in the air.

Jennie had astutely detected a lingering tension between Tyrone and Sabrina, a subtle discord that had quietly seeped into their days.

To be precise, Tyrone was mad at Sabrina, while Sabrina, in stark contrast, wore an unaffected mask of nonchalance.

Now that Tyrone was at home, Jennie recognized an opportune moment she couldn't afford to let slip through her fingers.

Sabrina, blinking with unspoken understanding, tenderly caressed Jennie's face and relieved her of the cumbersome bag.

“Of course, my dear. Let me accompany you."

Inwardly, Sabrina chastised herself for her lapse in judgment.

Sabrina had made a solemn resolve to shield Jennie from the impact of what happened between her and Tyrone. However, her recent reluctance to enter the house or encounter Tyrone had inadvertently betrayed her true sentiments, visible even to Jennie's perceptive eyes

Sabrina sighed inwardly, determined to avoid such lapses in the future.

As they entered the abode, the living room beckoned with an inviting glow, the soft light filtering in through the windows, casting a gentle warmth.

Guiding Jennie into the living room, Sabrina's searching gaze found no immediate presence.

Upon carefully placing their belongings on the sofa, Sabrina intended to leave while Jennie broke the silence by calling out to the upper floor, "Tyrone, I'm back!"

Sabrina stood in speechless contemplation, her eyes briefly meeting those of Jennie's.

A mischievous grin danced across Jennie's visage, her guilt-lLaden countenance a canvas for secrets untold.

Sabrina, sleeves rolled up in playful anticipation, poised herself to initiate a ticklish assault on Jennie when she heard approaching footsteps.

“Miss Chavez, Miss Blakely." Kylan descended the staircase, clasping a file in his hand, a congenial smile adorning his features. He extended his salutations to the pair and explained, “Mr. Blakely is still at the office. He dispatched me to retrieve a document."

Jennie's countenance betrayed a flicker of disappointment at the absence of Tyrone. Jennie glanced at Sabrina, lips slightly puckered, before sinking onto the sofa, inquiring plaintively, "When will he return?"

Kylan replied with a gentle tone, “He finds himself somewhat engrossed at the company presently. His return may be delayed."