After a while, the door opened. Tyrone discarded his coat and nestled next to her, as if he had never left.

Sabrina chose to feign ignorance about his late-night escapade.

At half past six in the morning, Tyrone rose as usual, heading downstairs for his morning run.

Once he departed, Sabrina slowly opened her eyes. Her clear gaze was tinged with red. Rest had been elusive.

She lingered in bed for a bit and didn't get up until it was almost seven o'clock.

After dressing, she descended the stairs. Tyrone was awaiting her on the couch, breakfast at hand.

"You're awake. Let's eat." Tyrone set down his newspaper. standing to inspect her. "Didn't sleep well, did you?"

Sabrina deflected, “I've just been really worn out lately.”

Tyrone held his peace.

Upon reaching work, Joshua from the secretary department added her to a group chat named "Hot-spring Vacation".

The group announcement declared, “Acknowledging the efforts of MQ, MF, ME, and other departments, Mr. Blakely has decided to treat you all to a two-day vacation at the Hot-spring Vacation in the suburbs."

MQ, MF, and ME were all subsidiaries of Blakely Group. MF was a cosmetic line, ME a skincare brand. Being sister brands, they had always maintained amicable relations.

This wasn't an official company group chat.

The employees displayed a hint of cheerfulness.

“Mr. Blakely, thank you."

Sabrina added her own emoji, then shifted her attention to Instagram.

Suddenly, she froze.

Galilea had posted a message at three in the morning. “Grateful for your company in the early morning."

The accompanying picture was of two intertwined hands; a man's and a woman's.

Having been Tyrone's wife for three years, Sabrina could identify the man's hand instantly.