Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Uncle! You’re here!”

Bending down, Tyrone effortlessly lifted Jennie. “Yes, I’m here. Did you miss me?”

Jennie responded with a kiss on his cheek and a sweet “yes.”

With a warm smile, Tyrone opened the back door. “I want to sit in the front,” Jennie protested.

“You’re a bit too young for that; maybe when you’re older.”

Jennie’s eyes widened, her voice earnest. “Then you must save the seat just for me!”

Without uttering a word, Tyrone seated Jennie in the back seat.

seat, turned around with

“Who are you? Why are you sitting in the

indignant expression, Sabrina replied, “I’m

evident in

me? You can

to Tyrone, who had just settled in the

Jennie through the rearview mirror, nodding in affirmation. “Yes, she is my wife. You should refer to her as

she sighed dramatically. “Uncle Tyrone, I’m disappointed in you! I won’t speak

seatbelt and relocated to the back seat.

precocious child cast a quick glance at Sabrina, declaring, “You’re

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serious demeanor, Sabrina couldn’t hold back her laughter. “Indeed, I guess I am your rival in