“And what else?” he probed.
“I indulged in some drinks at a bar,” she retorted.
Tyrone persisted, his voice relentless, “And what else?”
Sabrina arched an eyebrow, her resolve unwavering.
“I see no need to furnish you with a detailed account of my activities.
With those words still lingering, the elevator doors slid open.
Sabrina prepared to step inside.
Tyrone clasped Sabrina’s wrist firmly. Sabrina halted in her tracks, her gaze fixed upon him. She inquired with curiosity, “Tyrone,
what on earth do you want to do?”
Tyrone, his eyes ablaze with intensity, locked onto her. He began to inquire, “Are you...” Involved with Blayze?
However, he abruptly halted, unable to articulate the latter part of his sentence, his countenance contorted with the weight of his
unspoken words. Sabrina had expressed her desire for solitude and his concern had grown into a fear that she might be
contemplating something drastic, prompting him to seek her out.
Unexpectedly, Tyrone’s phone rang while he was en route.
Kira’s voice, feeble and trembling, relayed the news of a car accident and the urgent need for a family member’s consent for
surgery.
Tyrone harbored no suspicion and immediately altered his course toward the hospital, although Kira detained him for an
extended duration.
Upon departing the hospital, he attempted to reach Sabrina but her phone remained unresponsive. Subsequent calls only led to
the discovery that her device had been powered off.
Later, he had located her car parked outside a bar. Inside, after a conversation with the bartender, he ascertained that she had
indulged in alcohol and departed in the company of another man.
He had then embarked on an exhaustive search for her.
It was during this frenzied pursuit that he had received a series of photographs.
The initial two images depicted Sabrina being assisted into a car by Blayze and subsequently being escorted into a hotel.
In the third photograph, Blayze’s secretary was seen entering the hotel, holding a lady’s attire in hand.
In the fourth snapshot, Sabrina and Blayze were captured at a restaurant in the evening.
During this time, Blayze’s attire had undergone a complete transformation from the earlier hotel visit, while Sabrina had changed
her clothing, removed her makeup and let her hair cascade freely, all suggesting a significant transformation in their evening’s
course....
They had stayed in the hotel room for several hours. The implications were unmistakable.
As Tyrone gazed upon these photos, he felt as though a dagger had pierced his heart, causing it to bleed profusely.
His heart throbbed with pain and he teetered on the brink of insanity. At that moment, Sabrina’s phone had became reachable
but she chose not to answer it, offering only a curt message in response. So cruel.