After the divorce, she always addressed him as her brother. Only in moments like these would she refer to him as Tyrone, as if their divorce hadn't happened.

"I'm so hot. Hurry up..." she murmured, tearing at his shirt.

For her, Tyrone was salvation.

Tyrone's mind went blank, and his blood started to heat up.

His throat bobbed with nervousness, and his forehead glistened with sweat. He clasped Sabrina's hand firmly and assured, "Hang in there, Sabrina. We're almost at the hospital."