Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

While they were waiting for the examination result in the ward, Tyrone asked, “Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you.”

Lowering her head, Sabrina played with Tyrone’s fingers and said, “Can’t you ask the driver to buy it? Just porridge and eggs will do.”

“Okay, I’ll tell him to get it.” Tyrone couldn’t help but feel sad as he stared at Sabrina.

She had never been more dependent on him than she was now.

While Tyrone had dreamed of this very thing several times, he had never expected that it would happen in such a way. In his fantasies, Sabrina relied on him because she loved him, not because she was the victim of a horrific event and was forced to stick close to him to feel safe again.

Tyrone called the driver and gave the instructions on what food to buy.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

the phone back in his pocket and stood

few steps when he heard a sound

Surprised, Tyrone stopped.

bumped into his back when he stopped so suddenly. She rubbed her forehead and stared at him

going to the bathroom. Are you following me?” Tyrone asked calmly, a touch of disbelief in his

and

“Okay. You go ahead.”

turned around

that apart from the obvious bruises on her wrists, ankles

left eardrum was perforated, which

brought ointment for her bruises and explained to

at it and said to Sabrina, “I’ll run some warm water