Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina meticulously perused the extensive roster of incoming calls, each one bearing Tyrone’s name.

Evidently, he had grown increasingly anxious since he was unable to establish contact with her.

Should she return his calls?

While Sabrina wrestled with this dilemma, Blayze concluded his laptop activities and gracefully stood.

“Shall we venture forth for dinner?

The clock had already ticked past four in the afternoon, and by the time they reached the restaurant, it would be approaching the more auspicious hour of five.

“okay,” Sabrina agreed, donning her down jacket and slipping her phone into her pocket.

mantle of decision-maker when it came to

traversed the streets of Mathias in quite some time, Blayze sought Sabrina’s

they indulged in the fare, Blayze couldn’t

resting upon the table, sprung to life with

retrieved it, discovering Tyrone’s name flashing on the screen. Sabrina hesitated momentarily,

exchange with Tyrone, she

deliberation, she composed a message for Tyrone, saying, “I’m safe, please leave

Sabrina placed her phone back on the table,

an intent and meaningful gaze, Blayze inquired, “Why not pick up the

with casual

declaration was barely uttered when her phone