Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Tyrone reached for his phone and unlocked the screen. As he began to respond to the message, Evelyn couldn’t help but notice the contact name-Sabrina.

She couldn’t see the content of the message, but witnessing Tyrone’s softened expression as he replied made her feel a pang of jealousy.

Another message arrived, making Tyrone smile and continue typing.

Most of the time, he would make phone calls or send e-mails. It was rare for him to send messages.

As Evelyn continued observing Tyrone’s actions, thoughts of his interactions with Sabrina resurfaced, intensifying her feelings of envy. Unconsciously, she tightened her grip around her fork.

Tyrone’s phone screen lit up again, signaling another incoming message.

to respond when Evelyn decided to speak up. “Mr. Blakely, I’d like to propose a toast to you. Thank you for your care and

off his phone and

director followed the example and made a toast to Tyrone, followed by the rest of the employees in the department. Each

accepted three more toasts before politely asking them

dinner, Tyrone’s phone rang. It was a call from

to the corridor

shop and asked

replied, “No, you can head back. I’1L ask my wife to pick me up

“Very well, sir.”

call, Tyrone checked the recent chat

if he was still

replying through text, Tyrone