Perhaps she was a bit of a coward, but she couldn’t linger here any longer.

“Hold on!” Galilea reached for her hand.

Impatiently, Sabrina shook her off.

“An!”

Galilea staggered, nearly toppling over.

Tyrone emerged from somewhere, rushed to her aid and asked worriedly, “Are you okay, Galilea?”

Sabrina, observing them, felt nothing but sheer absurdity.

foolish she

yet she nurtured a vain hope that he might reciprocate her

What wishful thinking!

I’m okay. It’s not Sabrina’s fault. I

An inexplicable chill ran down his

It was so unfair!

an apology from her

stared into Tyrone’s eyes,

back, he repeated,

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