Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Fortunately, Sabrina had emerged unscathed…

Initially, Tyrone had been angered by Sabrina’s repeated rejections. Yet, upon learning of the situation, his anger dissolved entirely, replaced only by deep-seated concern.

At this moment, all he yearned for was to embrace Sabrina tightly… Tyrone deftly unlocked his smartphone, located a specific contact, and hesitated for a contemplative moment before initiating the call. Sabrina’s mobile device chimed with an incoming call.

Glancing at the caller ID, Sabrina chose to rebuff the call.

Bettie, her inquisitive gaze darting toward Sabrina, ventured, “Tyrone’s calling?”

Sabrina affirmed with a terse nod, “Yes.”

“You’re handling it well.”

thirty seconds elapsed before Tyrone made another attempt to contact

refused to answer the call once

them at a discreet distance. Upon hearing the mechanical hum, Tyrone‘s lips compressed into a tight

his offers of assistance, but today she not only rejected his call but switched off

Sabrina had spotted him in the

that she harbored some semblance of affection for

ascended, having

stringent access control, permitting only

seatbelt and gracefully disembarked, making her way to

elevator descended from the tenth floor, its descent accentuated by the echoing silence of the