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.

nonchalantly as he placed

check,”

seemingly innocuous comment from her striking

coursed through him, casting a shadow

made their marriage public. Except for the phone calls from Kylan, Sabrina

wedding anniversary, she

when he returned late, nor did she prepare his suit and tie for the next day. She didn’t care if he had eaten on time and no

to distance herself

unaware and continued to hold on to hope, wanting

wrong? Did the meeting not go well?” “No,” Tyrone replied, pausing for a moment. Tyrone unlocked his phone and

had been reading and placed it on