It seemed to be broken.

Was it really a coincidence?

“Then what should you do?" Sabrina inquired, her brows knit in concern as she placed his phone nonchalantly on the table.

Tyrone contemplated for a moment before suggesting, “Would it be possible for me to spend the night in the guest room, if you don't mind?"

"No." Sabrina's refusal was immediate and unwavering.