Finishing his water, Tyrone ascended the stairs, leaving the empty glass behind.

Sabrina, having just awoken from her nap, lay sprawled in the bed, mind adrift.

The echo of footsteps outside snapped her back into reality. Her eyes met Tyrone as he pushed open the door.

Yesterday, Sabrina would have been delighted by Tyrone’s return.

Now, she had waited far too long. Her only reaction to his arrival was relief.

His return at this moment was likely in preparation for tomorrow’s impending divorce.

It seemed that he couldn’t wait anymore.

you awake?” Tyrone asked, perching himself at the foot of

herself up. She had planned to ask about his previous nights’ absences, but before she could utter

she detected a familiar

familiar scent of

her thoughts momentarily scattered

possibility of Tyrone and Galilea being intimate, but experiencing it firsthand was still a

welled up with

Her dear Tyrone.

That was her husband.

his collar was so dazzling in her eyes, as if mocking

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