In response, Sabrina chose silence, abruptly ending the call and placing her phone nonchalantly on the table.

With a sigh, she reclined on the sofa, her hand rising to pinch the bridge of her nose.

Sabrina's mind wandered, and she found herself reminiscing about the thoughts she'd harbored when her divorce was fresh. She'd planned to leave this place once her father's legal troubles were resolved, to immigrate and start anew in a different city.

Now, her father's case had reached the investigation phase, leaving her with little to do but await the trial, a process she couldn't influence.

The question loomed large. Should she still go through with her plan to leave?

Sabrina pursed her Lips, lost in contemplation.

The notion of leaving had been sparked by Tyrone. Sabrina no Longer harbored any animosity toward the idea of being with him, yet she hadn't contemplated reconciling with him either.

Kira's words had hit home. If Larry had indeed played a role in her father's death, it would be a Herculean task to entirely erase her resentment against Tyrone.

Hence, once the credits rolled on the movie, she could explore the possibility of relocating to another city or even a different country.

She yearned for a quieter, more peaceful existence.

Galilea's daily routine had come under scrutiny, her once-vibrant career left in tatters.

Consequently, she rarely ventured outside lately, her outings limited to occasional strolls. Her serene and untroubled life gave no hint of her status as a suspected criminal.

Whenever she did venture outdoors, Galilea was accustomed to donning a hat and a mask. Her neighbors had grown used to this sight and greeted her with casual friendliness, "Out for a walk today? You've been at it for quite a while."

With a warm smile, she replied, "Just take a walk, really," said Galilea with a smile.

“Enjoy your walk. I'll head off now," one neighbor chimed in.

"Alright," Galilea responded, waving as they departed.

As her neighbor disappeared from view, Galilea decided to venture across the street to the shopping mall.

Inside, the children's area reverberated with the joyful clamor of kids at play.

Scanning the area, Galilea's gaze settled on a boy seated in a gently rocking car.

She made her way toward him, her steps unhurried.