Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Or, I could drive you home.”

“Someone is coming to pick me up. You don’t need to walk me out. Just go back. It’s your birthday today. They are waiting for you.”

“Well, let me at least walk you down to your car.”

Evelyn racked her brains, desperately trying to come up with a clever plan to convince Tyrone to stay.

She knew the drug was about to kick in, and she didn’t want to fight with Galilea over Tyrone, like Sabrina did.

A single night with him was all she desired.

She tailed Tyrone into the elevator.

imposing silence filled the space, with just the two of them

floor with

behind Tyrone, stealing subtle glances at

was a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, exposing his muscular arms. His coat hung over his elbow, and his casual action

tiptoed to stand behind him,

young people came in, talking and

young lady kept stealing glances at him. His success was apparent, his youthfulness contrasted with the tranquility in his eyes, resembling that of a

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there was something familiar about

could recall who he was,

reached the ground

too. He turned to face Evelyn, instructing, “You should head