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.

hand landed on her waist, its path trailing a prickly

Eyes shut, Sabrina sleepily

feared causing harm to

settling on her back. “Go

whisked her away into a peaceful

discovered an empty space beside her in the bed. Only the faintly crumpled sheets remained as evidence of his return home last

had

didn’t matter, though. She could still

routine, 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, neatly

his morning jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he

mustered up the courage, her voice filled with