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.

clueless about our marriage. Don’t hold

sardonic smile etched

was Tyrone,

offered his apologies to her and resorted to making threats in order to

longer wished to converse

walked out

a

her receding figure, Tyrone’s eyes

Suddenly, his phone rang.

the screen

ought to have been more cautious,”

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