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?”

unsure. “We didn’t have

Why so?” Tyrone

noticed Sabrina’s office door bolted shut indicating she was out, probably at

always on site for commercial

studio today, why was there no

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

emergency. If there’s no shoot, feel free to swing

had observed Sabrina’s commitment over

a shoot

“I figured

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