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

shifted, and she altered her response,

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

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

his physique, cascading languorously

him briefly, her head then dipping back to the script before

some warm water for you.

her offer and his fingers closed

the act of swallowing resonated

Adam’s apple rhythmically rising and falling, a bead of water meandering from

her eyes and set the