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One thing was certain, though. Horace was far from an innocent party.
“I didn’t want to discuss this, but I feel compelled to emphasize that Sabrina isn’t Rita.
She’s my love,” Tyrone confessed with determination.
“That’s all I can say. I hope you can discern the right path.”
With those words, Tyrone terminated the call.
He drew a deep breath, pocketed the phone, and made his way back to the chamber.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUpon reentering, he discovered Sabrina meticulously removing fish bones for Jennie, her
attention unwavering.
Her beauty radiated as sunlight poured through the window, rendering her skin radiant.
Tyrone’s turmoil began to subside.
Sabrina delicately placed the fish onto Jennie’s plate and, as she glanced up, she couldn’t
help but notice Tyrone’s unwavering gaze.
She deftly speared a piece of meat and inquired, “Why are you staring at me?”
Tyrone swiftly averted his gaze.
“Nothing.”
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His eyes blazed with unspoken words, the urge to express himself battling with hesitation.
“Sabrina, you…”
But before he could finish his sentence, he fell silent. He bit his lip and shifted gears.
“Larry’s case has now been forwarded to the procuratorate. What are your thoughts on
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Sabrina bowed her head and replied, “I don’t have a clue. Just wait for the verdict.”
Tyrone hesitated once more, then finally spoke.
“Can you grant me some time…”
“What’s the matter?” Sabrina arched an eyebrow.
“Please don’t distance yourself from me because of Larry.”
He hoped she would give him the time he needed to prove Larry’s claims that Galilea was
the one who had killed her father.
Sabrina lowered her head.
Should she grant him the time to aid Larry?
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