Her eyes remained locked on Blayze as she sipped.

She wanted to gauge his reaction.

A soft chuckle escaped Blayze.

In her inebriation, Sabrina had transformed from her sober self into something undeniably endearing and whimsical.

Having consumed half her glass, Sabrina drew a deep breath, lowered her head and raised her hand to furrow her brow.

Assured that he wouldn’t intercede, Sabrina refilled her glass and continued drinking.

Blayze resumed his seat opposite her, his inquiry gentle yet laden with concern.

you drinking? Is there something

a moment’s contemplation, Sabrina’s lips curled into a wry smile. She raised her gaze to meet his and uttered softly, “Tyrone, don’t you understand? How

himself at a loss for words. Clearly, this had something to

long ago, Tyrone was still engaged in an affair

spoke, his voice tinged with

cause

felt like an eternity, and then, in a

by the weight of her emotions. Blayze shifted

her, tears welled up in her eyes, quivering precariously before

that trickled onto the table. Blayze’s

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