Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Suddenly, she felt herself being Lifted.

Half-awake, Sabrina detected a familiar scent mixed with a hint of alcohol. “Tyrone?” she murmured.

“Tt’s me,” Tyrone replied.

“Did you drink?” Sabrina asked.

“I drank a Little with my friend.”

The muffled sound of water cascading down in the bathroom filled the room. Sabrina grimaced, her rest disturbed.

Someone slid into the bed.

landed on her waist, its path

tonight…” Eyes shut, Sabrina sleepily brushed

within, she feared causing

hand halted, settling on her back. “Go

her and tenderly whisked her

Sabrina opened her eyes, she discovered an empty space beside her in the

of annoyance crept in. Why had she given in to sleep

matter, though. She could still share

wardrobe, selecting a white suit for Tyrone. Considering the joyful news of her pregnancy, she opted for a red-striped

jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina

the courage, her voice filled with hope and happiness. “Tyrone, I’ve got news to