"Should we take her to the hospital?" Madeline's voice was laced with concern.
Tiffany shook her head weakly. "No... No need for the hospital... I just need to warm up... I'll be fine..."
She turned her eyes to Vincent. "Mr. Lewis... why... did you come?"
Vincent's voice softened unconsciously. "I was worried. I feared you might do something desperate, but it didn't seem like you. I didn't expect this..."
"Desperate?" Confusion crossed Tiffany's face. "I didn't…"
"Then, why lock yourself in the bathroom with the air conditioning turned so low?" A hint of reproach colored Vincent's tone, though it was unclear if it was directed at Tiffany or himself.
Tiffany bit her lip. "It was Brianna..."
"Brianna? She did this?" Madeline's frown deepened as a surge of protective anger coursed through her. "I knew she was trouble! As if stealing your boyfriend wasn't enough, she's hurting you in such a way now! Just how malicious can she be?"
Vincent frowned. "We can't let this go. Alex, call the police and handle this."
As he spoke, a coolness touched the back of his hand. Glancing down, he saw Tiffany's hand emerging from under the blanket, fumbling as if searching for something.
It brushed against his own.
Vincent raised an eyebrow subtly while Tiffany's face flushed crimson. She quickly withdrew her hand. "I... I was looking for my phone."
"It's here." Vincent reached for the phone on the desk and passed it to her.
Tiffany took it, but her shivering was so intense that she couldn't hold the phone steady, let alone unlock it.
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