“Are you available right now?” Tyrone asked.

“I need to change into something else. I’ll be quick,” Sabrina replied.

“I’ll swing by to pick you up,” Tyrone offered.

Sabrina hurried to the dressing room to swap outfits.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Her thoughts were in turmoil, a sense of unease creeping over her.

Her fingers quivered as she undid the buttons on her attire.

Anxiety painted her face red, with beads of sweat forming on

to wrestle

car, Tyrone couldn’t help but notice Sabrina hadn’t removed her makeup. Her complexion appeared blotchy,

handed it to her, offering comfort, “Don’t fret. She

dabbed her face. Her

fathom what Wanda might

Fear gripped her.

and the anguish of her

Tyrone about his involvement in the case welled up

Frustration gnawed at her.

rubbing her temples in a futile

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