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

phone and raised his glass.

deputy director followed the example and made a toast to Tyrone, followed by the rest of the employees

accepted three more toasts before politely asking them to refrain from further

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

himself and walked to the corridor

I have called the repair shop

head back. I’1L ask my wife

“Very well, sir.”

recent chat history with

asking if he was still planning to go

replying through text, Tyrone