She realized she was down with a cold.

Sabrina rolled over and shut her eyes, drifting back to sleep.

A sudden realization struck her-Jennie was still asleep beside her as she had drifted off.

Concerned about passing on the cold to Jennie, she decided to let Tyrone care for her for a few days.

“Jennie?” Sabrina rolled over and blinked open her eyes in confusion.

Where could Jennie be?

Gradually, as clarity settled in, Sabrina sensed something wasn't right. She observed her environment, realizing she wasn't in her bedroom.

This room distinctly resembled the master bedroom at Starriver Bay villa.

Startled, she sat up quickly, feeling a chill. Glancing down, she hastily pulled the quilt to her chest.

She massaged her temples, trying to recollect the previous night. She remembered heading back to the ward to get Jennie, who had drifted off to sleep.

As she was about to wake Jennie up, a sharp sting hit the nape of her neck, plunging her into darkness

The memory of Tyrone standing behind her resurfaced.

Did Tyrone do this to her?

But why?

Annoyed and baffled, Sabrina pressed her neck, wincing in pain.

She took a moment to Look around the room for her clothes but found none.

Settling back onto the bed, she called out loudly, "Is anyone there?

Tyrone? Are you there?"

Her voice grew raspy and sore after calling out a couple of times, forcing her to relent.

A brief moment later, the door creaked open and Tyrone entered, sitting next to her. He gently touched her forehead, inquiring, “Sabrina, when did you wake up?"