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

don’t

voice had a mischievous undertone as she said, “The housekeeper

Galilea retorted, “Don’t mistake Tyrone’s willingness to cook for you as a victory.

of caution. We’re recording this call,” Sabrina

auto-recorded

An infuriated Galilea ended the call

the table, her lips curved into a satisfied

Victory tasted sweet.

phone rang again. It was Karen this time, calling for

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