Yet she'd given birth to another man's child.

Who was this man?

Had he been her first?

Why had he allowed Sabrina to endure childbirth alone, abandoning responsibility?

Given the chance, Tyrone swore to make the man pay..

Could it have been Bradley, the man Sabrina considered relocating abroad with?

Had they already built a life together abroad?

Could this all have started during her third year at university?

His heart was a nest of vipers, jealousy's venom threatening to poison his sanity.

Kylan, positioned against the ward's wall, attentively eavesdropped.

Inside, the ward was eerily silent as if there was no one inside.

Surely Tyrone was lost in past memories, trying to swallow his pain.

Bang!

Suddenly, the silence shattered. A resounding bang reverberated, and Kylan's body jolted.

Suddenly, the air was filled with crackling noises

He could hear the thumping sound of the table falling down, the sliding sound of the sofa shifting, the sharp and piercing sound of the glasses hitting the floor, and the clang of something else falling to the floor.

Kylan shuddered with dread, relieved that he wasn't in there with Tyrone.

He could only imagine Tyrone's fury, the havoc wrought within the ward.

Then, quiet reigned once more.

Finally, Tyrone's voice, ragged and worn, called from within. "You can leave now.”