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.

fruit candy was

a void in his embrace as he watched her walk away, Leaving

entering the room and seeing only Tyrone, Rolf surmised

upon an empty bottle sitting on the table. “Have you had

his glass and drank it up

reached to refill his drink, Rolf

Rolf’s presence. He extended his hand, his voice

have no interest in such a spectacle. If you wish to continue

his body and his arm fell to his side. He slumped weakly against

the shadows beneath his lashes betraying his

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