How could he have failed to see through Galilea's deceit?

The years of deception at Galilea's hands weighed heavily upon her, leaving Sabrina feeling a bewildering mix of sympathy, self-pity, and irony.

The notion of Tyrone, the Blakely Group's esteemed chairman, being so thoroughly deceived appeared preposterous.

In her inebriated state, Sabrina lost count of her indulgence. Her cheeks adorned a rosy hue and her vision had become a painter's blurred canvas.

Rarely did she succumb to the embrace of inebriation, yet today seemed to beckon it with a siren's call, blurring the boundaries of her consciousness.