Prompted by other guests, she offered, "Then let me narrate a tale in German."

She proceeded to tell her tale in German.

The familiarity of the language struck Sabrina, probably because of Tyrone's German stories.

"It's the classic tale of the Crow and the Fox," Galilea began.

"A crow stole a piece of cheese. Perched atop a tree, the crow prepared to savor its stolen treat.

But, true to its nature, the crow could never stay quiet while enjoying its meal. Hearing the munching sounds, a fox was drawn to the scene.

Deviously, the fox addressed the crow, ‘Oh, crow, I have never encountered a bird as radiant and elegant as you! If your song is as enchanting as your appearance, there's no doubt that you'd be elected as the king and hailed as the leader of birds.'

The crow was overjoyed at the flattery. How it yearned for others to appreciate its melodious song! As it opened its beak to sing, the cheese slipped and fell. Instantly, the fox seized the cheese, chuckling at the foolish crow as it munched away. Surely, this story must be familiar to all."

Another guest chimed in, "Yes, I remember it was from the elementary school book."

Another guest, curious about her language skills, asked, "You've been in the U.S.A for a few years. Why did you choose to learn German? Is there a story behind it?"

A pang of sadness gripped Sabrina. She had an inkling of what was to come.

Galilea said with a smile, "I learned from a friend. He knows four languages. When I struggle to sleep, he tells me a German story."

The guests had a sudden realization and responded with profound understanding.

As expected, the revelation was a punch in Sabrina's gut.

Tyrone's German stories weren't exclusive to her.

They were Galilea's leftovers.

Sabrina wanted to laugh at the irony.

Here she was, feeling superior for Tyrone not sleeping with Galilea.

She was the fool. Tyrone hadn't slept with Galilea. So what?

Tyrone was in love with Galilea, his affection for her evident.