Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina, exhaling another sigh of relief, eased herself onto the edge of the bed.

As the sound of running water emanated from the bathroom, Sabrina grew restless and uncertain about her actions. Her fingers idly flipped through a script.

She had resolved not to fall under Tyrone’s spell once more, to maintain a respectable distance. Yet…

Resigned, she reclined on the bed and silently lamented her predicament.

It seemed she had become ensnared in Tyrone’s wiles, with no discernible escape route in sight.

Despite her best efforts, there appeared to be no way out.

Abruptly, a voice from beyond the room interrupted her reverie.

you like some water?” Bettie

she altered her response, “I’ll fetch it myself

Bettie’s departure to her room, Sabrina made her way to the kitchen, her purpose

Tyrone emerged from the bathroom, his hair still glistening with droplets, clad only in

physique, cascading languorously

briefly, her head then

water for you.

Tyrone acknowledged her offer and his fingers closed around

hushed room, the act of swallowing

falling, a bead of water meandering

eyes and