Sabrina was no pushover. The only person capable of influencing her was Tyrone, her beloved.

The meeting was over.

Posture slumped, Tyrone propped himself against the chair’s backrest while massaging his brows.

Suddenly, his cellphone buzzed.

He picked up the phone, gave the display a fleeting glance, and greeted, “Hello.”

“Tyrone, are you at the office? I’m heading your way.”

Glancing at his desktop calendar, Tyrone inquired, “You’ve wrapped up the shoot so early?”

paused, seemingly unsure. “We

Why

bolted shut indicating she was out, probably at a location

was always on site for commercial

at the studio

Sabrina abruptly informed us about an emergency and cancelled today’s shoot. She

an emergency. If there’s no shoot, feel free

Sabrina’s commitment over the past

a

“I figured something must’ve

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