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.

she switched off her

except

a moment’s hesitation, Sabrina made her way to the CEO’s office and

door open and asked him, “Tyrone, do you have any plans for this evening?”

this evening.” Tyrone reclined on his chair, massaging the bridge of his nose. He powered off his computer

the servants had

eaten, Tyrone secluded himself in his

the living room, flipping through TV

herself a glass of water, retrieved her medicine

the