Sabrina needed to abandon her narcissism. He had shown no affection for her.

Their marriage was ending tomorrow.

The fear gnawed at her; if this chance slipped, she doubted she would gather the courage to bring it up again.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang.

Sabrina reached out to answer it but the caller ID was a blur, only a green speck discernable on the screen. Picking up, she heard a woman’s voice. “Tyrone, have you had dinner?”

“It’s Sabrina,” Sabrina said.

“Sabrina?” Galilea sounded taken aback. “Where’s Tyrone?”

getting some

guys don’t

“The housekeeper is not here, and Tyrone plans to cook

Tyrone’s willingness to cook for you as a

word of caution. We’re recording

calls auto-recorded to avoid missing

ahead of yourself!” An infuriated Galilea ended the

the table, her lips curved

Victory tasted sweet.

long, the phone rang again. It was Karen

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