Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina hesitated momentarily before replying, “Okay, just don’t be too late.”

“Sure. Drive safely on your way,” Tyrone said in a low voice.

After ending the call, Tyrone stood beside a window in the corridor, taking a moment to collect his thoughts.

A cool breeze blew against his skin, relieving him of the heat he felt all over his body.

He removed his coat and draped it over his elbow.

Unbeknownst to Tyrone, Evelyn stepped out of the private room. Her attention was immediately drawn to his imposing stature and strong back. Spellbound, she stood there, gazing at him for a long, lingering moment.

to carry the

departed, Tyrone remained seated in

threw him a smile, teasing, “Aren’t you ready to call it a

to tempt him. “I have a cake waiting in

is just around the corner, Mr. Blakely. A short stroll

let’s do this.” Tyrone fetched his coat from the back

vice director stepped in to assist

karaoke bar, someone was already selecting

a sigh, sank into a chair,

the armrest,

unexplained headache and a bout

too good. Here, have some water,”