Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

She liked Bradley. Would his presence cheer her up?

The phone Line held a moment of static-filled silence before Bradley’s voice, edged with reproach, broke through. “Tyrone Blakely! Did your actions lead to her losing the child? Why couldn’t you have simply released her?” @

His tone grew sharp. “Which hospital is she in? Which ward?”

Tyrone provided the information.

“I’LL be there immediately.” With those words, the call ended.

Half an hour later, Bradley stood in the ward, his gaze landing on the visibly worn Tyrone.

He didn’t attribute Tyrone’s haggard appearance to Sabrina. Instead, he believed it was because of his grandpa, who had recently passed away.

Bradley’s lips as he pushed

it was Tyrone, kept

approached her, taking a seat on the bed’s edge. “Sabrina, it’s me,”

eyes slowly fluttered open at the sound of his voice. “Bradley?

here for you.” His gaze drifted to the untouched breakfast.

feel like eating.” Sabrina shook

consider this from the perspective of

grandfather’s kindness, but now both the old man and

stared blankly at the

a possibility, but what would she do

Live seemed