Every time she'd shop for cold medicine at a pharmacy, it was rare to find one that would actually dispense prescription medication.

The medicine in those small packets on the table wasn't from a generic box, but specifically prescribed by Tyrone after he sought out a doctor.

Settling onto the couch, Sabrina opened a packet, took her glass, and took a sip. The water was just right as if he'd taken care to chill it beforehand.

Memories of her grandfather or maybe just her vulnerability in sickness brought a rush of emotions. She felt her nose twitch, and tears threatened her eyes.

She opened her eyes wide and looked up at Tyrone as if nothing had happened, saying, "Shouldn't you be getting your treatment at the hospital?"