Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Bettie was struck dumb with disbelief.

“What? This is beyond belief!”

Bettie swiftly pieced together a realization. Sabrina had indeed ventured downstairs for Tyrone yesterday.

Sabrina even claimed to have merely cleaned the floor when she noticed it was soiled. Worse still, Sabrina’s trousers were damp and she claimed she’d wielded a mop.

No wonder Sabrina had reacted so strongly when she was about to enter her room.

Her instincts were correct. A man was concealed within! To be precise, a scoundrel!

Seated upon the sofa, Bettie observed as Kylan made his way into Sabrina’s room.

the door emitted a faint creak, and out emerged Tyrone, impeccably clad

Kylan followed closely behind.

gaze

arrive? How is it that I was

irony in her words, Tyrone responded with a faint smile and seated himself across from her, “Miss Ramirez,

you were slumbering last night and

mouth quivered with an unspoken

a grievance against

for your steadfast care of Sabrina, Miss Ramirez. Were it not for you, I fear that Sabrina would not have been able to move forward so swiftly. I hold a deep sense of appreciation. If you ever find

for various reasons, you may have had reservations about me in the past and it is not an easy feat to alter one’s opinion hastily. Nevertheless, I beseech you to momentarily set aside any animosity. After all, you are a close friend of Sabrina’s, and I, her ex-husband. Our shared desire is for her happiness, to spare her

of causing Bettie any distress but circumstances had compelled her to offer Tyrone forgiveness. In this perplexing dilemma, Sabrina and Tyrone acted as if they