Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Sabrina, it’s really you. Are you having dinner here too? Tyrone’s here as well. Care to greet him?” Eddie gestured to a private room nearby.

Casting a glance in the direction, Sabrina was reminded of the scene at the studio.

If Tyrone was there, Galilea was likely there too.

Caught in her indecision, Eddie was already making his way to the room, leaving Sabrina no choice but to follow.

She breathed in deeply, gathering her composure.

It wasn’t her idea, after all. Why should she be nervous?

She didn’t chase after Tyrone and Galilea, so why should she hide?

of the box and people were

Tyrone, comfortably seated on the couch with

their own world, oblivious

tender smile, Tyrone leaned to Galilea, attentively Listening

his arm, suddenly planting a kiss

Tyrone appeared taken aback.

drawing his attention. “Look who’s

noticed Sabrina standing by

against the light, her facial expression remained inscrutable. Although her face was partially obscured, Tyrone had a hunch

Eddie in the hallway and thought I’d swing by to greet you all.” A comforting smile adorned her face as her eyes