"Sabrina, you're awake!"

Tyrone came to sit by her bedside, his eyes brimming with concern. "How are you feeling?”

A buzzing sound filled Sabrina's ears, muffling Tyrone's words. His lips moved, but she couldn't make out his words. Puzzled, she asked, “What did you say?"

The moment she tried to speak, a sharp pain tore through her throat, turning her words into a hoarse whisper.

Immediately, Tyrone fetched a glass of water. He cradled her head, assisting her in taking small, careful sips.