Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

After some contemplation, she deftly fried four eggs and assembled four sandwiches.

If Bettie inquired, she could readily claim they were intended for the director.

Bettie had not yet made an appearance, and Sabrina gracefully strode to her door, calling out, “Bettie, get up and have some breakfast!”

Three seconds later, Bettie’s drowsy tones emanated from the room, “Sabrina, I neglected to mention that I have a day off today and shan’t require breakfast.”

Sabrina drew a deep breath and replied, “Very well…”

With breakfast in hand, she entered the room and presented Tyrone with two sandwiches and a glass of milk, saying, “Bettie has forgone her morning breakfast today, so I offer this to you.”

Tyrone cast a glance at the sandwiches and repositioned himself at the head of the bed.

“Alright, thank you.”

attire,

course.” Tyrone quirked an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his

here, but she said that she

Tyrone dialed

script in hand, Sabrina headed for the film set. As she departed, she reiterated

minutes later, Kylan arrived,

rapped emphatically on the door and inquired, “Is anyone

an air of irritation. She fixed her gaze upon Kylan

throat and proffered the clothing he

correct? I am Mr. Tyrone Blakely’s secretary, dispatched to