It wasn't until late that Sabrina suggested, "Time to clean up and head to bed."

"Okay," Bettie agreed, putting down her phone.

Together, they tidied the entire room and washed the kitchenware.

By the time they were done, it was already nine in the evening. They ordered a pizza, and after savoring it, retired to their rooms for showers and sleep.

Upon waking up the following morning at ten, Sabrina was greeted by a lingering feeling of sluggishness. Gazing at the ceiling, her mind began to wander.

Without a job awaiting her after the trip, uncertainty clouded her thoughts.

Relaxation was an elusive dream. Every moment of pause brought Tyrone's image to her mind.

His face from their last meeting, filled with anger and disappointment, was etched in her memory, refusing to be forgotten.

Determined to occupy herself, Sabrina turned to her passion for photography. The decision was clear. It was time to buy a new camera.

Reaching out to Aylin, Sabrina sent a message, "Aylin, do you have any recommended camera brands or models?"

Aylin's immediate response guided her to a particular camera.

After perusing the product details on the official website, Sabrina placed her order.

Having eaten breakfast while Bettie still slumbered, Sabrina left a note for her friend and headed to Starriver Bay to collect her kitten, Bun.

With that, she would sever all ties with Tyrone.

Sabrina's car was headed to Starriver Bay Villa.

As she approached the nearby road, she found herself slowing down, overtaken by a nagging anxiety.

She inhaled deeply to soothe herself, coming to a stop at the gate of Starriver Bay Villa.

Her license plate number was recognized by the community's security system, and as the gate arm lifted, she pressed the accelerator and drove on, parking outside the villa.

Karen was tidying the yard when the sound of an engine caught her attention. Looking up in surprise, she dropped her broom and greeted, “Mrs. Blakely, you're back!"

With a subtle smile, Sabrina replied, “Karen, I've divorced him.