Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

After what seemed like an extended period, the call went unanswered yet again, prompting Tyrone to terminate the call.

Tyrone exhibited the phone’s screen to Sabrina.

“Very well.” She furrowed her brow and continued, “Please have a seat for now. I want to read the script. Do not disrupt me. You can attempt calling them later.”

“Read the script?” Tyrone arched an eyebrow and directed his gaze to the script cradled in her hand.

“Are you planning to step onto the stage?”

Sabrina nodded affirmatively.

“Indeed, I am.”

“What kind of script is

she’s unavailable for the shoot now and they’ve struggled to find

shadow crossed Tyrone’s countenance upon

this particular role was that of a seductress, donning attire

to act, I could assist in securing

Sabrina, however, declined firmly.

I’m simply helping out the director.

an antagonist, she

lowered his head

had developed an interest in photography and

past, after work, she would