“I haven't seen you spending much time on it before."

Sabrina took a cupcake from the food bag dangling from her finger, brushing the crumbs from her mouth as she ate it. She spoke casually.

“I've never had the time."

“Why? I remember your university having a photography club. Why didn't you join it?”

After a brief pause, Sabrina glanced at Tyrone and posed a question,

“Do you truly want to know why?"

“Of course I do."

“There are two main reasons. The first one is that my father's death was a big blow to me. I couldn't bring myself to touch the camera from that time up until our divorce." Her voice carried a hint of sadness.

“What about the second?”

Sabrina sighed. “Well, the second... I once had a massive crush on someone. I liked him so much that I thought he was perfect in every way. If I had any chance of being with him, I would have to study and work hard to be a worthy match for him. So something like photography was not an option for me to make time for."

Tyrone stiffened, feeling a Lump in his throat. His heart ached, and he struggled to breathe.

He had always known that she had a crush on someone. She spoke with such emphasis and passion that he could tell how deeply she felt for this person.

Who the hell was that person? Tyrone couldn't understand why Sabrina, with her impressive educational background and the support of the influential Blakely family, believed that she wasn't good enough for the man she loved. After all, she had graduated from one of the best universities and joined the prestigious Blakely Group. It seemed to him that Sabrina would be a perfect match for anyone.

But unfortunately, that person was oblivious to this so he still had chances.

Tyrone's throat tightened as he struggled to speak, his voice hoarse and dry. “Did you... Did you ever tell him how you felt?" Tyrone managed to ask, the words catching in his throat.

Sabrina shook her head. “No. He was already deeply in love with someone else when I met him. So I never dared to show my feelings for him."

Tyrone clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. His heart was bitter, and words escaped him.

He could imagine how Sabrina felt when she saw the man she loved with his girlfriend. She might have forced a smile and swallowed the bitterness and envy. Most probably kept out of their way and remained silent. Perhaps she cried herself to sleep at night. It must have been painful every time she saw them together.

Thinking about all of that broke Tyrone's heart.

The jealousy and envy that Tyrone felt for that man drove him crazy.