Tyrone was stunned.

A post-dinner debate about who was going to stay with Sabrina unfolded between the determined Jennie and Tyrone.

"You're turning five soon, and come September, you'll be in a bigger class. How can you sleep with Sabrina like a baby?" Tyrone settled comfortably on the sofa, his eyebrows raised as he addressed Jennie standing defiantly before him.

"You're already thirty years old. Why do you still let Sabrina sleep with you?" Undeterred, Jennie curled her lips with disdain. “Why can't I sleep with her since I am just five years old?"

A ripple of laughter escaped Sabrina as she observed Tyrone's long face.