Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone, uttering, “Quite unexpected to see Galilea here.”

Galilea, as pale as moonlight, nibbled her lower Lip and murmured, “I apologize, Sabrina. My agent wanted me here. I wasn’t aware you’d be present. If you’re uncomfortable, I can switch to the back.”

With that, she stood and started to retreat.

Tyrone seized her wrist and stated, “You can stay here.” @

“But…” Galilea peeked at Sabrina.

“Don’t worry. She won’t be bothered.”

Sabrina’s fingers, resting on her dress, clung to the fabric. Her heart throbbed with a pain that suffocated her breath.

could Tyrone assume she

She had feelings!

sealed her eyes, attempting to regain her calmness,

jealousy seeing Tyrone’s tender exchange with

auction items for the evening.

divert her mind with it,

efforts, flipping through the

this?” Tyrone

on a page displaying an emerald bracelet named “Heart

She nodded in agreement