She knew she wouldnt turn him down if he wished to be intimate that night.
Suddenly, Tyrones phone on the table chimed.
Sabrina picked up the phone and Galileas name flashed on the screen.
Sabrinas breath hitched.
She recalled the day when Galilea claimed she had Tyrone wrapped around her finger, ready to heed her every call.
Dismissing the ringing phone, Sabrina placed it down.
However, in no time, it rang once more. Again, Sabrina chose to dismiss it.
She pondered whether Galilea might persistently keep trying to get through.
With a firm decision, Sabrina deleted all call history, switched off Tyrones phone and replaced it in its usual spot.
Tyrone strolled in and took a seat opposite Sabrina, resuming his meal, blissfully unaware of any disturbances.
After some time, Tyrone noticed Sabrinas untouched food. Done already? Do you like some dessert?
Sure. Summoning the waiter, Sabrina scanned the menu and requested two desserts.
The waiter accepted the menu and departed.
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Without warning, the door swung open.
Both Sabrina and Tyrone looked up, expecting to see the waiter, but instead were met with Eddie.
Eddie, what brings you here? Care for a meal? Tyrone queried.
A meal? Can you afford such luxury given the circumstances? Are you aware of whats happened? Eddie stormed up, seething with rage. While youre here enjoying yourself, do you have any idea about the chaos outside?
Whats happened? Tyrone inquired, frown deepening, setting down his cutlery.
Galilea, while filming, got trapped in a fire with crew members and suffered serious burns. The world outside is in disarray, and here you are, dining! Why didnt you answer your phone? What were you doing?
Eddie spat out.
Burned severely?
Sabrinas complexion lost color.
She recalled the two called she had dismissed.
A wave of discomfort stirred within Sabrina. She turned to Eddie. Calm down. I assume Galilea has been rushed to the hospital. Our focus should be on awaiting updates regarding her surgery, not pointing fingers at Tyrone.