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.

path trailing a prickly sensation

Sabrina sleepily brushed

she feared causing

settling on

tenderly whisked her away into a

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

Why had she given in

could still share the news with

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

in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he dropped the papers in hand and

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