Their marriage, seemingly glamorous on the surface, was nothing more than a bitter experience cloaked in false hope.

From the very beginning, she was nothing more than Tyrone’s plan B, a pawn sacrificed for Galilea.

Yet, she was blindsided by the allure of the chocolate’s exquisite packaging.

Now, however, she realized her preference for the sweet, uncomplicated candies of her childhood, inexpensive yet genuinely satisfying.

Tyrone, on the other hand, offered her a beautifully wrapped confectionery, a bitter chocolate masquerading as a sweet treat.

“ALL I need is another chance,” Tyrone implored, his typical cold, arrogant demeanor replaced with humble pleading. “Sabrina, let me make up for you, okay?”

Silently, Sabrina wriggled free of his grasp, making her way upstairs without looking back.

sweet fruit candy was eventually

felt a void in his embrace as he watched her walk

only Tyrone, Rolf

bottle sitting on the table. “Have you

Tyrone maintained his silence, refilling his glass and drank it up in one

reached to refill his drink, Rolf swiftly removed

He extended his hand, his

no interest in such a

strength drained from his body and his arm fell to his side. He slumped weakly against the back of

shadows beneath his lashes betraying

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