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.

Tyrone assume she wouldn’t

She had feelings!

eyes, attempting to regain her calmness,

jealousy seeing Tyrone’s tender exchange with

brochure nearby, providing details about the auction items for the evening. They were all famous, accompanied

desperation, she sought to divert her mind with it, else she was certain to

efforts, flipping through the

this?” Tyrone whispered

the brochure in her hands, resting on a page displaying an emerald bracelet named “Heart of Ocean.” It complemented her attire

She nodded in agreement