Damon's friend...

Doubt gnawed at her, casting a shadow over her perception. Suddenly, a particular man flashed into her mind.

She let out a self-mocking laugh and shook her head. Why was she allowing her thoughts to drift in that direction again?

“Sabrina, weren't you feeling tired? Why aren't you in your room resting?" Bettie's voice interrupted her thoughts as she and Aylin ascended the stairs.

"Oh, the room felt a bit stuffy, so I stepped out for some fresh air," Sabrina replied, masking her inner turmoil.

Why didn't she open the window then? She could have seen the aurora as well.

Bettie quirked an eyebrow, her expression tinged with suspicion. She rushed to Sabrina and quickly glanced at her phone.

Sabrina powered off her phone, hoping to hide the name "Damon" from Bettie's sharp eyes, but it was too late.

Bettie had already caught a glimpse of it on her screen.

A mischievous smile curled on Bettie's lips as she teased, "Ah, chatting with Damon, are we? It seems Like you're deliberately avoiding mm,"

Sabrina rushed to clarify, "It's not what you're thinking. I just..."

"No need to explain," Bettie interrupted. "I understand. Damon may not be as wealthy as Tyrone, but he's tall and handsome. You could give it a shot. Who knows, he might even be great in the sack."

Bettie's playful remarks bordered on absurdity.

"It's really not what you think. I feel like there's something off about Damon."

Bettie's eyes suddenly widened as she recalled something. "I think I've figured out what's going on!"

“What?”

"Remember the incident at the domestic airport, where someone accidentally bumped into you? Well, if I remember correctly, that man was Damon! He must have fallen for you on the spot! That could be why you find his behavior strange!"

Sabrina was stunned. "Really?"

"Of course, it's true. You were preoccupied and didn't notice what he looked like."

Could it really be true?