Shirley stood in front of the table, enduring the scrutinizing gazes from Tyrone and Damon.

She tried to remain calm and hide her nervousness by squeezing her fists tightly under her sleeves.

“Please have a seat," Tyrone said, gesturing to the sofa.

Shirley obediently sat down on the sofa. She straightened her back and clasped her hands, resting them on her Lap.

As he looked at her, Tyrone couldn't help but recall the first time he had seen Sabrina. Like Shirley, Sabrina tried to appear calm, but her behavior gave away her nervousness.