Approaching the door, she intended to knock, but it appeared that the person inside had already detected her presence. "Don't knock. Come in," a voice called out from within.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Sabrina pushed the door open and stepped inside. However, the sight that greeted her left her utterly stunned.

“Why are you half-naked?" she asked.

Embarrassed by the situation, Sabrina quickly turned around, not wanting to look at Tyrone’s bare torso. Her face flushed with a tinge of red.

Tyrone leaned against the sofa, cradling his injured shoulder with one arm as he fixed his gaze on Sabrina. His voice was low and weak as he spoke. "Sabrina, I'm injured. Come and help me bind up my wounds."