It was only then that Sabrina remembered her forgotten hobby. As a child, she was quite taken by photography.

Back then, her family didn't have a lot of money, making a camera a luxury.

But her father owned a camera. Every time he returned home, she'd eagerly wait to play with it.

Despite valuing the camera greatly, her father indulged her curiosity, albeit with repeated warnings to handle it with care.

Until his demise, she occasionally sought comfort in capturing moments through his camera.

But after he passed away, the camera was forgotten. She immersed herself in her studies, driven by the desire to match up to Tyrone's expectations and earn his praise.

In this pursuit, she had Lost touch with her hobbies and, consequently, a piece of her identity.

Was it the grief of losing her father that made her abandon her passions? Or was it the obsession with Tyrone?

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Bettie suggested, “Sabrina, have you considered taking up a hobby?

Photography would be a great option. You wouldn't need to worry about your life. You could buy a camera, travel around, and take photos of beautiful people and places!"

Sabrina responded with a gentle smile and said, "Okay, I'll think about #857

Sabrina knew she needed to focus on finding herself beyond her relationship with Tyrone.

With the camera in her hand, Sabrina captured numerous photos of Bettie and Aylin, among other subjects

In the end, the three of them posed for a picture.

While the guide and driver were busy lighting the bonfire and making snacks, Sabrina grew tired of taking photos and handed the camera to Aylin. She didn't want to stay on the bus, so she found a spot by the fire to sit and warm up.

"Look," said one of the tourists, pointing to a car nearby. "Someone must be driving to see the aurora as well."

Sabrina glanced at the car and felt a sense of familiarity.