With an air of bewilderment, Bettie asked, "I've already met my blind date. Aren't we heading back?"

Sabrina shook her head and declared, “I've had a change of heart. Let's linger a bit.”

Perplexed, Bettie followed Sabrina back to the rest area and settled down.

Sensing Tyrone's unusual demeanor, Galilea looked in the direction of his gaze, a subtle smile gracing her features. “It appears to be Sabrina. Shall we make our way over to offer our greetings?”

By now, Zeke should have made his escape, shouldn't he?

“No,” Tyrone responded in a hushed tone, averting his gaze.

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."

"You... Did you hold deep affection for Tyrone?”

Bettie had recognized that when Sabrina had wed Tyrone, their union had already been on shaky ground. Nevertheless, after all the time they had spent together, Bettie couldn't shake the sense that Sabrina must have harbored some genuine feelings for Tyrone. At least Sabrina liked Tyrone during their marriage.

Perhaps Sabrina had even loved him profoundly. Otherwise, following their divorce, Sabrina wouldn't have been so utterly despondent, even if a portion of her pain had been inflicted by the child...

Sabrina paused briefly, a wistful smile gracing her lips as she replied, "Yes."

Wearing a knowing expression, Bettie ventured further, "Have you carried this affection for many years?"

To the best 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 acquaintance.

“Yes," Sabrina affirmed, nodding, a fork poised in her hand. She lowered her gaze and added, "It's rather absurd, really. I fell in love with him from the moment I set foot in the Blakely family."

Bettie's eyes widened in astonishment. She had never fathomed that Sabrina's affection had spanned such a significant stretch of time. A decade, to be exact...