Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“I have a preference for individuals who respect personal boundaries.”

Narnie’s complexion paled and she hastened to clarify, “I didn’t mean..

Yet, before she could complete her sentence, Tyrone cast a chilly, dismissive glance in her direction, silencing her abruptly.

Unexpectedly, a stranger extended a friendly hand to pat Tyrone’s shoulder from behind.

“Brother?” The newcomer’s voice held an element of surprise.

the unfamiliar woman before him with a

eyebrow, he inquired, “Have we

woman possessed a striking countenance, adorned in the latest fashion trends and carrying a limited-edition bag at her side, indicating a lack of ulterior motives

clarity now dawning upon her, the young woman

darkened, a shroud of mystery descending

snapped back to reality, her cheeks

you for someone else, You bear an

on the internet who bore an astonishing likeness to her

had watched Tyrone’s public address, finding it to

gentleman before her seemed even more of