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.

the group decided to carry

all the employees had departed, Tyrone remained seated

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

no response from Tyrone, she decided to tempt him. “I have a cake waiting in the karaoke room. It’s

corner, Mr. Blakely. A short stroll

Tyrone fetched his

vice director stepped in to assist him

they stepped into the karaoke bar,

found a secluded corner, and with a sigh,

the armrest,

a bout of dizziness began to trouble

look too good. Here, have some water,” suggested Evelyn, handing him