Her eyes remained locked on Blayze as she sipped.

She wanted to gauge his reaction.

A soft chuckle escaped Blayze.

In her inebriation, Sabrina had transformed from her sober self into something undeniably endearing and whimsical.

Having consumed half her glass, Sabrina drew a deep breath, lowered her head and raised her hand to furrow her brow.

Assured that he wouldn’t intercede, Sabrina refilled her glass and continued drinking.

Blayze resumed his seat opposite her, his inquiry gentle yet laden with concern.

are you drinking? Is there something

gaze to meet

something to do with Tyrone. Could it be that she

engaged in an affair with Galilea.

and finally spoke, his voice tinged with

cause

upon the tabletop. Her silence persisted for what felt like an

weight of her emotions. Blayze shifted his finger

welled up in her eyes, quivering

tears that trickled onto the table. Blayze’s heart skipped a

abundantly clear she held a

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