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

she speak to Sabrina in such a tone when

cast his gaze downwards, Lost

Galilea’s post crossed

And the fire accident.

if Galilea had

fingers massaged his forehead as a past conflict between him and Sabrina over Galilea’s make-up artist surged

said that Galilea’s makeup style wasn’t fit for the commercial shooting but she was unwilling to change

Tyrone doubted that Galilea would resort to

it turned out, there were indeed issues

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