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    Once they arrived at his ce, Sabrina headed straight for the kitchen, taking a moment to get familiar with theyout and appliances. She then began searching for anything she could use to brew the mint tea.


    Within thirty minutes, the tea was ready, and she personally brought it to Eric.


    He was already feeling the effects of the alcohol—tonight’s drinks had been much stronger than usual. The moment hey down, dizziness overtook him, and he quickly dozed off.


    When Sabrina walked in, she saw him still dressed and fast asleep. Worried he might get cold, she lightly shook him. “Wake up! I’ve made the mint tea. Drink it before you go back to sleep.”


    After calling him a few more times, Eric’s eyes finally fluttered open. The room’s dim lighting made everything feel hazy. As he tried to sit up, he swayed slightly.


    His bnce gave out without warning, and he toppled forward.


    Startled, Sabrina instinctively reached out to steady him.


    In the process, their positions flipped—Sabrina lost her footing and ended up tumbling onto the bed with him,nding right on top of him. Her ear rested against his chest, where she could hear the steady, rhythmic beat of his heart.


    His body radiated warmth, and almost instantly, heat rushed to her ears, turning them a bright shade of red.


    Her pulse quickened, and she scrambled to push herself up.


    But just as she raised her head, Eric leaned down at the same moment, and their heads bumped into each other.


    “Ouch…” Sabrina winced, pressing her forehead as a small cry escaped her lips.


    While Eric, seeming a bit more alert, immediately asked with concern, “Are you okay? Does it hurt?”


    Rubbing the sore spot where their heads had bumped, she quickly shook her head. “I’m fine. It’s nothing.”


    “d to hear that.”


    A silence settled over them, heavier than before. After what had just happened, neither knew how to break it.


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    Finally, Sabrina was the first to snap out of it and quickly said, “Oh! The mint tea—I made some for you. I’ll bring it over.”


    “Alright.”


    When she brought in the mint tea, it wasfortably warm, neither scalding nor lukewarm.


    Eric drank it down in one go and handed her the empty bowl, his voice genuinely appreciative. “Thanks!”


    “My pleasure.”


    “It’s gettingte. How are you getting home?”


    Sabrina hesitated, suddenly realizing she had no n for getting back. “Uh…” she faltered, struggling to find an answer.


    Eric caught on and offered, “I have extra rooms. If you’re okay with it, you can stay in the guest room tonight.”


    “I don’t mind at all,” Sabrina answered a little too quickly.


    As she stepped out, she nced back. “If you feel sick during the night, just call me, okay?”


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