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.

on her waist, its path trailing a

Sabrina sleepily brushed his hand

feared causing

hand halted, settling on

seized her and tenderly whisked

morning arrived and Sabrina opened her eyes, she discovered an empty space beside her in the bed.

of annoyance crept in. Why had she given in to

could still share

routine, Sabrina navigated to the wardrobe, selecting a white suit for Tyrone. Considering the joyful news of her pregnancy,

Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he dropped

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