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?”

seemingly unsure. “We didn’t have

Why so?”

office door bolted shut indicating she

on

studio today, why

got to the studio, Sabrina abruptly informed us about an emergency and cancelled today’s shoot. She left immediately. We’re

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

observed Sabrina’s commitment over the past

off a shoot unless circumstances were

“I figured something must’ve

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