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.

carry the night forward

the employees had departed, Tyrone remained

you ready to call it a day,

“I have a cake waiting in

just around the corner, Mr. Blakely. A short stroll won’t eat up

Tyrone fetched his coat from the back of

vice director stepped in

karaoke bar, someone was already selecting

and with a sigh, sank into a

his left arm resting on the armrest, he

a bout of dizziness began

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