Enraged and frantic, Sabrina prepared to bite him, only for Tyrone to cease his actions abruptly. His head burrowed into the crook of her neck, his heated breath fanning her skin as he whispered, “Sabrina, what can I do to convince you not to divorce me? I’LL do anything!”

“Unless you can resurrect our child. For the sake of our baby, I’d remain married to you. But you and I both know that’s impossible,”

Sabrina replied after a moment of silence, her eyes fixed on the ceiling.

The mention of their baby brought disappointment to Tyrone’s face.

He remained silent, laying atop her and regulating his breathing as though he was fast asleep.

Their previous exchange seemed almost imaginary, leading Sabrina to question its reality.

Pushing him off, Sabrina straightened her attire, got up, and headed towards the door.

Tyrone and declared, “Since you’re already awake, let’s head to the court.

swung open and then

open, a bitter smile

to

act, knowing he was

wanting to

charade had

he wished he were truly intoxicated, never to regain consciousness, so

some effort, Tyrone rose from the

adjusted his clothes, his hand brushed against a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in

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