He gently unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the back door, and leaned in.

Beneath the moonlight, he could only see Sabrina's lovely sleeping face.

Her lips were flushed, her faint smile suggesting a joyful dream.

If only she could always be his.

Tyrone delicately brushed Sabrina's lips with his finger, silently admiring her for a lingering moment. He then carefully lifted her from the car and carried her into the hotel.

After gently placing Sabrina on the bed, Tyrone knelt to remove her boots and socks, revealing her soft, pale feet. Her rounded, adorable toes tempted him to pinch them before he tucked her in.

He helped her in removing her down jacket and wiped her face and makeup with warm water.

Suddenly, the hotel room door flew open, and Bettie's astonished voice rang out. "Tyrone? What are you doing here? Why?"

She rushed over and interrogated, "What have you done to Sabrina?"

Bettie had overheard the door opening from next room, expecting Sabrina's return. Coming over to inquire about Sabrina's situation with Damon, she was shocked to find Tyrone instead.

Tyrone met her gaze impassively. "Shush."

He continued to tenderly wipe Sabrina's face.

Bettie suddenly realized Tyrone was removing Sabrina's makeup.

"What's wrong with Sabrina? Did you drug her?" Bettie asked, her voice filled with serious concern.

Tyrone looked up at her, his face somber and terrifying. A shiver of fear ran through Bettie.

The man's presence was so overpowering she could hardly bear it.

But she couldn't back down. Not when her best friend was involved.

Gathering her courage, she warned him, "I'll have you know, Sabrina has divorced you. If you harm her in any way, I won't let you off the hook."

Tyrone's face softened slightly at her words.

Though she often annoyed him by pushing Sabrina to find a new man, he knew that Bettie truly cared for her.