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.”

going to work today. She’s asleep currently. When your secretary delivers your attire, kindly be discreet and refrain from

course.” Tyrone quirked an eyebrow, amusement dancing

that Bettie would find him here, but

meal, Tyrone dialed

set. As she departed, she reiterated her plea to Tyrone,

Kylan arrived,

emphatically on the door

clad in her pajamas, Bettie opened the door with an air of irritation. She fixed her gaze upon Kylan before her and queried, “And who might you

his throat and proffered

day. Miss Ramirez, am I correct? I am Mr. Tyrone Blakely’s secretary, dispatched