Scars Of A Broken Bond

Or perhaps, a combination of both.

Even after three years of marriage, she had failed to ignite any affection within him.

ALL he had done for her in these years had been for his grandfather’s sake.

With a forced smile, Sabrina responded, “Mr. Blakely and I are merely colleagues. Julia, your curiosity about me seems quite piqued.”

Julia grinned widely. “We’re about to become colleagues. I was merely interested in getting to know you better. My apologies if you found it offensive.”

The dinner stretched over two hours. Once concluded, it was nearing the end of the workday.

Sabrina sent the others home first, retreating to her office to complete her work.

eight in the evening, she switched off her office

except

a moment’s hesitation, Sabrina made her way

hearing Tyrone’s acknowledgment, she pushed the door open and asked him, “Tyrone, do you have any plans for

chair, massaging the bridge of his nose.

home, they found that the servants had already arranged

himself in his study

living room, flipping through

herself a glass of water, retrieved her medicine from the cupboard,

medicine? What’s the matter? Don’t you