“No, it’s not over!” Galilea cried. “Whenever I shut my eyes, memories of the past invade my thoughts. I called out to you in the darkness, longing for you to rescue me…”

Tyrone held his silence.

Sabrina, in the corner, didn’t exit.

A “crash” reverberated, and the car door muted Galilea’s sobs.

Sabrina clutched her hands and watched. The dark Cayenne left the underground parking lot.

Looking at her phone screen, Sabrina sighed with relief.

She knew Tyrone would make concessions for Galilea.

in Tyrone was

if she had predicted her

dared not pin any hopes

head back home after riding the

a message. “Apologies, Sabrina. Something

catch a taxi home,” Sabrina

for me at home. We’ll have

“Sure.”

nonchalant, not

could recall countless times when

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