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

decline, Sabrina’s thoughts shifted, and she altered her response, “I’ll

Bettie’s departure to her room, Sabrina made her way to

still glistening with droplets, clad only

adorned his physique, cascading languorously

head then

water

her offer and

the act of swallowing

falling, a bead of water meandering from his lips down his throat to nestle upon

her eyes and