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.

would you like some water?”

Sabrina’s thoughts shifted, and she altered her response,

room, Sabrina made her way to the kitchen, her purpose a simple glass

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

adorned his physique, cascading languorously

upon him briefly, her head then dipping

warm water for you. Drink

offer and his fingers

room, the act

rhythmically rising and falling, a bead of water meandering from his

her eyes and set the script