Tyrones gaze was fixed on the intertwined hands depicted on his screen, eyes gleaming with an icy mix of resentment and anger.
The hand in the image, so delicate and pale, unmistakably belonged to a woman.
Having been Sabrinas husband for three years, how could he misidentify her hand?
Sergio, being thoughtful, even forwarded Tyrone the subsequent comments and responses from Trevors post.
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The comments filled with blessings and gratitude from Trevor left no room for doubt-it was undoubtedly an official announcement.
Grasping his phone, Tyrones grip tightened, the veins on his hand becoming pronounced. Behind his stoic facade, fury flared in his eyes.
It was as if an internal beast had awakened, roaring with a primal urge to confront Trevor.
Sabrina!
How could she!
Just a day ago, shed assured him she wouldnt distance herself intentionally, even granting him a fair shot against Trevor.
That very day, shed acknowledged his feelings for Galilea.
Yet tonight, she was with Trevor.
Had Trevor become so dear to her?
Where did he stand in her life?
Biting down hard, Tyrone struggled to keep the anguish and bitterness at bay as he switched off his phone.
He sank into the couch, an arm drped over his eyes. Emotions hed bottled up for so long threatened to burst forth. His anger felt strong enough to set the world alight, while his grief seemed overwhelming enough to eclipse all joy.
In the dark depths of his heart, a sinister notion slowly pierced through the chilly and damp ground, taking root and blooming.
If she chose to play such games, he would lock her up, and break her wings, ensuring she remained dutifully at his side.
Is everything alright, Uncle? Jennies voice trembled with concern.
Her innocent voice was a beacon of light during a stormy moment, easing the tension in Tyrones heart.
He lifted his arm, meeting Jennies eyes with his own. Its alright,
Jennie. Im just worn out.