Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 188

A woman graced the stage, her voice twining with the lyrics of a folk song.

As Sabrina took a seat at the bar, the bartender asked, “What can I get you, miss?”

A quick reality check reminded her that she was expecting. “A Sprite, please,”

The bartender was left momentarily speechless.

He thought she was kidding, but he still brought a bottle of Sprite for

Sabrina. “Enjoy your drink.”

settled into her chair,

through the summer’s song of cicadas,

sight of it. Time refused to pause, leaving me in a constant wait for you. I really miss you, in every rainy season. What you choose to discard is what I most yearn to grasp. There wasn’t enough time. My story is

my love. My story

small audience, her voice seemed

the song stirred something profound. Her eyes welled up and her

emotions chose this moment to

she’d observed Tyrone’s journey from a naive college boy to the influential president

a beacon in her murky existence, and her

the shadows, muddied and bruised, always striving to

had fought

level best to fulfill his