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.

innocent. She’s clueless about our marriage. Don’t

smile etched

was Tyrone, her

apologies to her and resorted

no longer wished

that, she walked out of the

was a picture

receding figure,

Suddenly, his phone rang.

glance at the

catch the news? I apologize, I ought to have been more cautious,” Galilea

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