Jennie spun around, threw herself into Sabrina's arms, and gazed up at her with a mischievous smile. Her smile was sly and there were no tears on her face.

A mix of surprise and realization dawned on Sabrina's face.

She playfully began tickling Jennie, teasing, “Oh, you little trickster! Pretending to cry, were you?"

Jennie, wriggling away from Sabrina's playful assault, giggled and pleaded, "Please, Aunt Sabrina, no tickling! I'm so sorry. I won't pull that trick again!"

Nearby, Tyrone lounged effortlessly, a hint of a smile on his lips, his gaze radiating warmth as he observed the two of them.