She retrieved her wallet from her bag, revealing several hundred-dollar bills.

She handed one to the stall owner.

The young man, taken aback, stuttered, “Miss, do you have a ten-dollar bill? Or you could use your mobile for payment. I’m short on change.”

He removed his gloves to show her the cash register, nearly empty.

Most customers opted for digital transactions, so physical cash was scarce.

“Hang on,” Sabrina replied.

She retrieved her phone from her bag and turned it on.

a barrage of messages

were missed calls

settled her bill with her phone and surveyed the Lengthy List of unanswered calls and messages from

read, “Sabrina, where are you? I’LL come to

“I can clear the

was a mere apology.

a frosty smile on

I’m sorry.

Sorry again.

only thing he

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