As Bettie savored her cake, she stole a glance at Tyrone’s figure and blinked. “Sabrina, are you really not going back because of Tyrone?”

Sabrina arched an eyebrow and affirmed, “Certainly not. There are other reasons. You’ll see.”

“Alright,” Bettie conceded with a hint of skepticism. Bettie gazed up at Sabrina’s countenance and compressed her lips.

“Sabrina… Allow me to pose a question…”

This inquiry had been festering within Bettie for quite some time, yet she had refrained from asking, taking into account Sabrina’s emotional state.

‘lease, go ahead.”

Did you hold deep

the time they had spent together, Bettie couldn’t shake the

so utterly despondent, even if a portion

paused briefly, a wistful smile gracing her lips as she replied,

“Have you carried this affection

of her recollection, she had never observed Sabrina exhibit such feelings for anyone else. It was highly plausible that Sabrina’s affection for Tyrone had predated their

gaze and added, “It’s rather absurd, really. I fell in love with him from the moment I

had never fathomed that Sabrina’s affection had spanned such a significant stretch of time. A decade,

those feelings

maintained a contemplative silence. However, before she could respond,

personnel, made their entrance to rendezvous

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