His head was swathed in white bandages, his eyes deep-set and his hair disheveled, His handsome face was a shade paler, yet it didn't diminish his good looks.

Sabrina froze, her heartbeat echoing in her ears.

"Is something wrong? Are you that happy to see me?" Tyrone asked with a smile, looking even more charming.

Sabrina gulped, struggling to contain her joy. She averted her gaze, hastily wiping her tears. "No, it's just... I'm glad you're okay."

“Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"