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.

its path trailing a prickly sensation on

shut, Sabrina sleepily brushed his

causing harm to their

halted, settling on her back.

her and tenderly whisked her away into a peaceful

beside her in the bed. Only the faintly crumpled sheets remained as evidence

crept in. Why had she

could still share the news

Tyrone. Considering the joyful news of her pregnancy, she opted for a red-striped tie, neatly placed on the

was back from his morning jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he dropped the papers in hand and

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