Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Tyrone sneered, “I should be the one asking that question. What are you doing? Didn’t Mr. Fowler tell you not to look for Sabrina again?”

Rita clenched her jaw and pursed her Lips.

Feeling uncomfortable, Sabrina sensed something was wrong with her.

As Tyrone dragged her out of the room, Sabrina took her bag with her before walking out.

Rita attempted to stop Sabrina from leaving, but her efforts were in vain. She muttered a curse under her breath.

She hadn’t anticipated Tyrone’s timely arrival, which had ruined her plan.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

left, Rita retrieved a small bottle from her pocket and examined it. The writing on the bottle indicated that it was an aphrodisiac. She snorted at the irony. She had inadvertently

strode ahead. A palpable

had to quicken her pace, almost jogging,

for his hand and said, “Hey,

her coldly

awkwardly, Sabrina asked, “When did you

plane,” Tyrone responded

how did you know I

and

I didn’t know, would you have settled the deal with her behind

low voice, “I was trying to prevent the Garrett and Fowler families from joining forces

“It’s too late.”