Tyrone asked, “What’s the matter, Sabrina?”

“Tyrone, where’s my phone?”

“It’s here with me.”

“Alright. When are you coming home?”

“I can’t say. It depends.”

The recording moved onto the next one.

Tyrone promptly muted the sound, his mind echoing with Galilea’s words from the recording.

truly what she

she speak to Sabrina in such

cast his gaze downwards, Lost in

Galilea’s post crossed

And the fire accident.

if Galilea had

him and Sabrina over Galilea’s make-up artist surged

shooting but

then, Tyrone doubted that Galilea would resort to such a drastic

out, there

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