Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Trevor didn’t risk placing the breakfast on Shirley’s desk until he was sure the office was empty. If their colleagues were to witness his gesture, they would likely joke and create gossip. Additionally, he was concerned that someone might report them to their supervisor.

“I brought it for you. Just eat it,” Trevor replied.

“I’ve already eaten. You don’t need to bring me breakfast in the future. I’ve told you already that the baby in my belly has nothing to do with you!” Shirley texted back.

Shirley chastised herself for her earlier lack of caution. It wasn’t until she joined the company that she discovered Trevor was also employed there. She felt guilty toward him and tried to keep her distance from him. When they crossed paths, she pretended she didn’t know him.

Trevor believed that the events between them at the hot spring resort significantly impacted Shirley and she was burdened with guilt by it.

Trevor was determined to make amends and avoid causing her any further distress, so he respected her desire to maintain a facade of unfamiliarity between them. As a result, they behaved like typical colleagues.

the company was limited. She would leave before the

few colleagues didn’t return after going out for lunch. Some had ordered takeout and enjoyed their meals, while others took

Shirley discreetly went to the

her medicine, Shirley turned around to find Trevor standing behind her, his gaze fixed on the medicine bottle on the

heart raced, and she instinctively grabbed the

had already caught sight of the words written on the bottle. His gaze traveled up and down Shirley’s figure, fixing on her belly. Understanding dawned on

to clarify any misunderstandings

before she could speak, Trevor asked in a low

stunned. “It’s not yours,” she quickly asserted. “It has nothing to do with

whose

belly necessitated loose clothing, a telltale sign that the baby was at least four or five months old. In Trevor’s mind, the math left only one plausible

that Shirley didn’t