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.

waist, its path trailing a prickly sensation

Eyes shut, Sabrina

causing harm to their unborn

halted, settling on her back. “Go to

her and tenderly whisked her away

discovered an empty space beside her in the bed. Only the faintly crumpled sheets remained

in. Why had she given in to

didn’t matter, though. She could still share the news with

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

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

breakfast, Sabrina mustered up the courage, her voice filled with hope and happiness. “Tyrone,