If he had faith in Sabrina, it could become a challenge for her to remain by his side.

In the evening, as Sabrina was wrapping up her day at work, a text from Tyrone lit up her phone. There was a dinner party he had to attend that night, and he suggested that she head home alone.

Instead of requesting a driver, Sabrina chose to hail a taxi to Maplefield Square.

She had a craving for their cupcake.

"Kindly hold on here for a bit, I'll fetch something and return shortly," Sabrina instructed the driver, hopped out of the vehicle, and darted into Maplefield Square.

The bakery, known as Afternoon Time, had been a staple in Maplefield Square for countless years, and had amassed a fervent following.

The moment Sabrina stepped in, she was met with a bustling crowd.

She immediately bee-lined to the display case on the left, asked the bakery staff to pick out a cupcake and a cheesecake for her. Once she had paid, she made her exit.

Exiting the bakery, Sabrina bumped into two ladies. Muttering an “excuse me," she prepared to sidestep them and proceed on her way.

Suddenly, a familiar voice stopped her. "Sabrina?"

Sabrina halted and spun around, spotting Galilea, the one masked and hatted among the two women.

The other woman was her assistant.

Stepping forward, Galilea glanced at the bag in Sabrina's possession and queried, "You're here for the cakes? You like these as well? What a coincidence! I like them too."

"Ah, it's you. Amid your busy schedule, you still find time to fetch your own cakes?"

"Certainly."

“Well, carry on then. I have things to attend to, so I'll be on my way." With that, Sabrina turned to leave.

"Hold on, did you get a cupcake?" Galilea called out.

Sabrina was taken aback.

The cake was tucked into a lovely box, obscuring its contents. How had Galilea guessed it right?

"You're wondering how I knew, aren't you?" Wearing a broad grin, Galilea leisurely approached Sabrina. "It's because I'm fond of the cupcake too."