After a moment of hesitation, Sabrina pivoted and strode toward the building, her gaze darting back intermittently.

Observing her retreating figure vanishing behind the entrance, Tyrone closed his eyes, grounding himself in place.

Abruptly, the sound of approaching footsteps reached his ears.

Tyrone reopened his eyes and was met with the reappearance of Sabrina standing before him.

Confronting his perplexed expression, Sabrina calmly retrieved the umbrella from the ground.

“Do you want this? If not, I'll take it back."

“No, I'll return as soon as you head upstairs," he replied.

“Then I'll reclaim it."

Sabrina proceeded into the building's foyer, umbrella in hand.

Gazing at her receding figure, Tyrone narrowed his eyes and compressed his lips.

Boom!

A resounding clap of thunder reverberated across the sky, accompanied by brilliant streaks of lightning that momentarily illuminated the surroundings.

The rain intensified, its cacophony akin to the beating of a colossal drum.

His form gradually faded into the downpour.

Ten minutes later, Tyrone saw Sabrina again.

Fuming, Sabrina rushed toward Tyrone, her teeth gritted.

“Aren't you heading back?"

Tyrone appeared perplexed.

“Why did you come here again?"

Sabrina glared at him in frustration, then turned and left without uttering a word.