However, they were no fools. They sensed tension between the two.

Tyrone had arrived early that morning with Galilea, and Sabrina had kept him at arm's length since then.

Cesar, being uninterested in prying, decided to let them sort it out

"Grandpa, I'm perfectly alright. I'll stay here with you

Before Sabrina could complete her sentence, Tyrone rose to his feet and moved to her. “Let's go."

"Just go." Cesar gestured dismissively.

Sabrina, reluctantly following Tyrone, pursed her Lips.

Exiting the room, both of them journeyed silently to the elevator.

It was silent in the surroundings, and the only sound that could be heard was the humming of the elevator.

Soon, the elevator doors slid open.

They boarded, one after another, Tyrone pushing the button for their floor.

As the doors closed and the elevator ascended, an oppressive silence reigned.

Arriving at Sabrina's floor, they disembarked one after the other.

At her room's entrance, Sabrina paused, glancing at Tyrone's retreating back. “You can return home tonight.”

Her recovery was almost complete, negating the need for his presence.

With Cesar improving, the caregiver could handle the rest.

Entering, Tyrone flicked on the light switch, illuminating the room with a white Light.

"Why haven't you been answering your phone?" Tyrone asked abruptly.

"My phone ran out of charge," Sabrina replied nonchalantly, as she tossed her bag onto the table.

The lie was evident.