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?”

out getting

You guys don’t have

a mischievous undertone as she said, “The housekeeper is not here, and

cook for you as a victory. You’re still heading for a

caution.

He often had his calls auto-recorded to avoid

yourself!” An infuriated Galilea ended the

table,

Victory tasted sweet.

again. It was Karen this

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