She retrieved her wallet from her bag, revealing several hundred-dollar bills.
She handed one to the stall owner.
The young man, taken aback, stuttered, Miss, do you have a ten-dollar bill? Or you could use your mobile for payment. Im short on change.
He removed his gloves to show her the cash register, nearly empty.
Most customers opted for digital transactions, so physical cash was scarce.
Hang on, Sabrina replied.
She retrieved her phone from her bag and turned it on.
Almost immediately, a barrage of messages stormed in.
There were missed calls and messages from Tyrone.
Sabrina settled her bill with her phone and surveyed the Lengthy List of unanswered calls and messages from Tyrone.
The first message read, Sabrina, where are you? ILL come to you.
The following one said, I can clear the confusion about the news.
The third was a mere apology. Im sorry.
Two simple words that triggered a frosty smile on Sabrinas face.
Im sorry.
Sorry again.
This was the only thing he could say.
He knew his actions would warrant an apology, yet it didnt deter him from causing harm.
The fourth message arrived half an hour after his last attempt. Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join Stay Updated For All Books Updates
Sabrina? That interview outside the hospital was doctored. Ive had it taken down. Where are you? I can come pick you up. Dont forget to call me once you see this message.
Sabrina logged into Twitter and came across the news about herself, which had been released just a short while ago.
The media had titled the video Latest Response from Sabrina Chavez.
It implied she had made a statement, which was untrue.
There was no comment from her end.