“Why? I remember your university having a photography club. Why didn’t you join it?”

After a brief pause, Sabrina glanced at Tyrone and posed a question,

“Do you truly want to know why?”

“Of course I do.”

“There are two main reasons. The first one is that my father’s death was a big blow to me. I couldn’t bring myself to touch the camera from that time up until our divorce.” Her voice carried a hint of sadness.

“What about the second?”

thought he was perfect in every way. If I had any chance of being with him, I would have

his throat. His heart ached,

someone. She spoke with such emphasis and passion that he could tell how deeply she

man she loved. After all, she had graduated from one of the best universities and joined the prestigious Blakely

that person was oblivious to this so he still

dry. “Did you… Did you ever tell him how you felt?” Tyrone managed to ask, the words catching in his

someone else when I met him. So

his fists until his knuckles turned white. His heart was bitter, and words

the bitterness and envy. Most probably kept out of their way and remained silent. Perhaps she cried herself to sleep

about all of that broke

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