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.

as he pushed

was Tyrone, kept her eyes closed, maintaining her

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

sound of

His gaze drifted to the untouched breakfast. “Have you eaten? Do you need

don’t feel like eating.” Sabrina shook

perspective of a friend who cares. Perhaps it’s

to Tyrone. You married him because of his grandfather’s kindness, but now both the old man and the baby are gone. You’re free to divorce Tyrone and begin

stared blankly at

was a possibility, but what would she

Live seemed to have