The room fell into a profound silence.

Eventually, Tyrone broke the silence. “I’m sorry. My worry got the best of me.”

Sorry?

How strange.

Three years of marriage, and all she got from him was the word “sorry.”

“I take the blame. I’ll make amends. Ask for anything, it’s yours.

our marriage.

smile etched onto Sabrina’s

Tyrone,

apologies to her and resorted to making threats in

Sabrina no longer wished

that, she walked out of

form was a picture of

receding figure,

Suddenly, his phone rang.

glance at the screen before

I ought to have been

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