The driver ignited the engine and was set to depart when Tyrones phone chimed.
Casting a swift glance at the display, he wavered briefly, then finally took the call. Yes, Galilea, what seems to be the matter? Understood.
ILL get there as soon as possible.
He concluded the call, turning to Sabrina with an apologetic expression. Regrettably, Sabrina, I cant accompany you to the police station now. Ill have the driver take you instead.
Fine, Sabrina responded icily.
Once Galileas name had been mentioned, she had anticipated this turn of events.
She had attempted to prevent him from leaving, but instead, she ended up humiliating herself.
She couldnt sway his decision, so she resolved not to bother at all.
Studying the serene look on Sabrinas face, Tyrone pursed his lips. An odd sensation fluttered in his chest, causing unexplainable disquiet.
Collecting himself, he unbuckled, swung the door open and stepped out.
Subsequently, he entered a different car and drove away.
The car made its way to the hospital, where Tyrone pulled into the parking area, tracked down the office of the psychologist, and knocked.
Ah, Mr. Blakely, youve arrived. The assessment of Ms. Clifford has been completed today. I regret to tell you her condition is deteriorating, not improving. I have just administered a sedative and shes now resting.
Tyrone, with a stern expression, responded, I understand.
I hope youll take this seriously. She was making progress until a couple of days ago when her state abruptly worsened. We could be looking at a severe depressive episode, which is always challenging to manage. Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join Stay Updated For All Books Updates
Understood. A nod came from Tyrone.
The deterioration in her condition was likely due to her discovering his marital status.
He approached her bedside, examining her pallid features, guilt welling up inside him.
She was once such a mild and sweet girl, but now, due to his actions, she was struggling with mental illness, her personality transformed, even having made several suicide attempts. He couldnt fail her.
Taking a seat next to her bed, Tyrone settled in.
After a significant passage of time, Galilea slowly stirred awake.
Tyrone, is that you? Am I dreaming? Why are you here?
Its me, Galilea. I came to visit you, Tyrone replied with a gentle smile.
Lifting her gaze to him, Galilea softly requested, Tyrone, could you take a day off from work tomorrow to go shopping with me?