Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

It must be Tyrone who had left it there before heading into the meeting.

She averted her gaze, feigning ignorance.

Her curiosity sated by observing the fish, she then turned her attention to a magazine nestled within the bookshelf, eager to lose herself in its pages.

Before too long, the office’s tranquility was disrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps.

Tyrone made his entrance, clutching a document in his hand. Observing Sabrina engrossed in reading, he remarked, “You’ve been waiting for quite some time. Are you finding it a tad tedious?”

“I’m perfectly content. Oh, by the way, someone phoned you earlier,” Sabrina casually reminded him.

it?” Tyrone inquired nonchalantly as he placed the document

check,”

his phone, a seemingly innocuous comment from her striking a

bitterness and unease coursed through him, casting a shadow

marriage public. Except for the phone calls from Kylan, Sabrina wouldn’t answer other people’s calls for Tyrone, but she wouldn’t avoid his

their wedding anniversary, she stopped

and tie for the next day. She didn’t care if he had eaten on time and no longer affectionately called his name. But Tyrone was oblivious

to

hold on to hope,

inquired curiously, “What’s wrong? Did the meeting not go well?” “No,” Tyrone replied, pausing for

and placed it on the table. “Do you have a moment