Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

That evening, hearing the sound of the door opening, Bettie turned her head and took a look at Sabrina. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You’re back? Didn’t Tyrone want you to stay longer with him?”

Sabrina, avoiding eye contact, tossed her bag onto the sofa and poured herself a glass of water. “Bettie, let’s not talk about him anymore,” she requested calmly.

Bettie’s curiosity piqued as she sat up. “What happened?” she inquired.

“What did Tyrone do this time?”

Sitting beside Bettie, Sabrina wrapped her arms around Bettie, confiding the day’s painful revelations. “I went to Tyrone’s office today and saw him with Galilea. He confessed he’s always loved Galilea. He only approached me because of a bet…”

Sabrina poured out the whole story to Bettie.

Sabrina would never have shared such a personal humiliation with anyone else.

It was a deep embarrassment. She had been fooled by Tyrone not once, but twice.

during their marriage. When she had finally begun to heal, she not only

his feelings for her were nonexistent. Her hopes for reconciliation were nothing but wishful thinking. The realization was mortifying, like knowingly being a second choice yet still

was too humiliated to admit

exclaimed, “Damn it! Tyrone has crossed a line. How can he be

on

Sabrina had just lost their child, spiraling into depression in the aftermath, Tyrone was off

considered the

did he not care at all about Sabrina’s well-being and life? Perhaps it

his advantage, all for the sake of winning a bet. His actions were always calculated to

revealed that Tyrone had allowed her

which led to

Sabrina possibly see through

offering comfort, “Sabrina, you had seen the truth this

know,” Sabrina replied, her voice

that Tyrone was far from a good man, yet

believed she would soon recover from