Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Tyrone pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on Sabrina through the rearview mirror. He clenched his teeth and asked, “It has nothing to do with me?”

He had given her the opportunity to turn to him for his help, but it seemed she preferred to hide the issue from him and carry the risk of retaliation.

Did she find him that untrustworthy to confide in?

Why was she not valuing her own safety?

Sabrina raised her head, noticing the anger in his eyes, but she couldn’t comprehend the reason behind it. “It’s my own business. And how did you find out I was investigating the kidnapping case? Did you investigate me again? I still haven’t settled accounts with you for following me to Orden.

I followed you to Orden because you were injured the night before, and I genuinely cared about your well-being. You

assistance have a purpose and require reciprocation. I

with a trace of bitterness

driven by a desire to manipulate her into being

even risk her life, which likely

inquired, “Am

with silence, his

inside the car immediately became tense,

her hands tucked into her pockets, Sabrina leaned against the back of

Tyrone brought the car to a halt and silently observed her

turned to meet his gaze in the mirror, ignoring the emotions