Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Her eyes remained locked on Blayze as she sipped.

She wanted to gauge his reaction.

A soft chuckle escaped Blayze.

In her inebriation, Sabrina had transformed from her sober self into something undeniably endearing and whimsical.

Having consumed half her glass, Sabrina drew a deep breath, lowered her head and raised her hand to furrow her brow.

Assured that he wouldn’t intercede, Sabrina refilled her glass and continued drinking.

Blayze resumed his seat opposite her, his inquiry gentle yet laden with concern.

drinking? Is

contemplation, Sabrina’s lips curled into a wry smile. She raised her gaze to meet his and uttered softly, “Tyrone, don’t you

for words. Clearly, this had something to do with Tyrone. Could it be that she harbored deep affection

ago, Tyrone was still engaged in an affair with Galilea. How

spoke, his

I cause

what felt like an

voice quivered, choked by the weight of her emotions. Blayze

to her, tears welled up in her eyes, quivering precariously before crystallizing on her

fluttered, releasing tears that trickled onto the table. Blayze’s heart skipped a

abundantly clear she held