“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.

Tyrone was negligible,

as if she had predicted

but dared not

back home after riding the elevator to the ground

Tyrone sent her a message. “Apologies, Sabrina. Something urgent came

I’ll catch a taxi home,” Sabrina

at home. We’ll have dinner

“Sure.”

nonchalant, not expecting

could recall countless times when Tyrone was

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