To gauge Damon's stance, Sabrina prodded, "Do you dislike hanging out with women in general, or is it just me? Am I unappealing as a friend because I am a divorced woman?"

When he read the message, Tyrone was furious and nearly lost his mind with jealousy.

He knitted his brows and stared at the phone. Anger and frustration coursed through him. He felt sick to his stomach.

What did she mean?

Did she fall for Damon?

Didn't she have feelings for Bradley?

How could she fall in love with another man so soon?

Tyrone was so jealous.

Damon was amused. "Well, I think Sabrina is genuinely interested in me.

Tyrone, when will you let go of her? Once you're over her, I'LL make my move right away. Honestly, I really like her."

"Stop dreaming!" Tyrone growled through gritted teeth.

Then he typed quickly. "You're right! There's no point in hiding it anymore. I don't like you. Please stay away from me!"

Sabrina's confusion deepened, and she asked, "Are you Damon's friend?"

Tyrone froze, and his fingers trembled. After a long time, he wrote, "No."

The seconds stretched into minutes, and Tyrone's gaze remained fixed on the screen. Sabrina's delay in responding heightened his unease.

Within Tyrone, the fear of Sabrina discovering the truth brewed. That he had been stalking her because he still loved her. He also feared that she wouldn't know the truth about his feelings for her and would start falling in love with Damon, Each potential outcome bore its own weight of uncertainty.

Looking at the screen, Sabrina was even more confused.

The reply "no" echoed in her mind, creating suspicion and fueling her growing skepticism.

She wondered if it really was Damon's friend.

Why would Damon's friend answer his messages for him?