Upon reaching home, Sabrina started packing her belongings.

Her suitcase lay open on the floor, and as she turned to retrieve her clothes from the wardrobe, a kitten hopped into the luggage and meowed at her.

She lightly stroked Bun’s head, and the kitten reciprocated with a lick on her finger.

Sabrina had intended to bring Bun along, but with impending travel plans, she decided to leave the kitten at a pet store the next day.

It was around ten in the evening when she finished packing her belongings, as well as her father’s.

She stood at the third-floor landing, looking down at the house with Bun cradled in her arms.

This was the place where they had shared their life for three years.

house echoed her dreams of a shared

had been filled with joy, hope,

her imagination,

up side by side, jogging together or him hitting

the next day, she would pick out a suit in advance and personally tie his

and lean frame to perfection. There

was equally drawn to him during meetings, when he would take the stage to deliver a speech. The

desk. His dedication and charm bore

The sight never failed to ignite a sense of excitement

herself that Tyrone must harbor at least a bit of feelings for her after their three

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