After what felt Like an eternity, the car parked at the entrance of a pet hospital.

Tyrone released his seat belt. "Let's go. Bun's inside."

Though composed, Sabrina remained distant and unwilling to engage with Tyrone.

She unfastened her seat belt, opened the car door, and stepped onto the pavement. With a determined stride, she followed Tyrone into the pet hospital.

The receptionist, recognizing Tyrone, rose from her seat with a respectful nod. "Mr. Blakely, are you here to pick up Bun? Please follow me."