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.

awake?” Tyrone asked, perching himself

about his previous nights’ absences, but before she could utter a word, she noticed the disarray of his clothing, the

neared him, she

familiar scent of Galilea’s

blank, her thoughts momentarily scattered and

had speculated about the possibility of Tyrone and Galilea being intimate, but experiencing it firsthand was still

eyes welled

Her dear Tyrone.

That was her husband.

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

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