Scars Of A Broken Bond

Later, Tyrone emerged victorious in his clash with the Evans family.

As a result, the Evans family could not care about the case anymore.

The case was reopened with Hobson’s and Zeke’s testimonies, ensuring Galilea faced lawful consequences.

“I’m sorry, Sabrina. My brother’s link to your father’s demise burdens the Blakely family. I had to uncover the truth,” Tyrone confessed earnestly.

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“But I don’t fathom why the Evans family strived to cover the truth.

You’re your father’s daughter and the plaintiff. I fear escalating conflicts might harm you. I made this choice on my own, fearing you’d not willingly part ways,” Tyrone explained.

Sabrina finally comprehended Tyrone’s clash with the Evans family and his urge to distance himself from her back then.

Tyrone, Sabrina had assumed, was looking for a way to absolve Larry and shift the blame to Galilea. But she now gradually believed him.

Grateful, Sabrina said, “Now I understand. Thank you.” Tyrone had treated her kindly lately, making it difficult for her to rebuff him.

“If you want to express gratitude, come back with me, alright?”

Tyrone smiled faintly. “Sabrina, I’m not seeking recompense. If you prefer staying here, you can still pursue shooting. I won’t hinder your work.”

Renowned photographers often globe-trotted for shoots, returning home during lulls.

After a pause, Sabrina responded, “I’ll ponder over it.”

After dinner, they strolled around the apartment.

Tyrone opted to spend the night at Sabrina’s place, declining to return home.

Balancing photography and work, they tacitly respected each other’s space.

Exhausted from the day’s activities, Sabrina yawned early, washing up before retiring.

Tyrone settled in too.

Around seven the next morning, sunlight streamed in.

Sabrina woke up just as usual, only to find Tyrone beside her. It was unlike anything Sabrina had experienced in a very long time. She turned over and took a close look at Tyrone’s face.

“Awake already?” Tyrone opened his eyes and looked at her.

“Yes.” It didn’t surprise Sabrina. She knew he had awakened.

Tyrone got up, suggesting, “Get some more shut-eye. I’ll whip up breakfast.”

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