Sabrina picked a seat near the French window, which offered her a view of several planes parking outside.

She glanced at Tyrone, engrossed in a financial magazine, then observed the other passengers engrossed in their books, magazines, or phones.

The room was engulfed in silence.

Sabrina's phone buzzed twice.

Tyrone glanced up.

Meeting his gaze, she gave a shy smile and silenced her phone.

It was a text from Bradley.

“Do you have any plans for your vacation?"

'm actually at the airport now."

“Where are you heading?"

"New York."

"How Long are you staying?"

“Around a week.”

"Oh, how I envy you! I only get three days off and then it's back to work. Plus, I've got to release my show.”

"That's unfortunate!"

They continued their banter.

Bradley queried, "What's the status of your relationship between you and your boyfriend? Didn't you mention a potential breakup last time?"

A quick glance at Tyrone before Sabrina replied, "So far so good. We haven't split yet. Time will tell."

A man approached Tyrone. "Mr. Blakely? What a coincidence! Where are you going?”

Sabrina looked up to find a middle-aged man in a suit, his youthful handsomeness still evident.