Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone relieved her of the bags and said, “Let’s go.”

The driver had been stationed outside, patiently waiting. Sabrina sauntered around and eased into the back seat, her gaze capturing the nocturnal spectacle outside the window. Throughout the journey, she maintained her silence.

The driver’s attention was glued to the road, consumed by the task of navigating the streets

The perpetual commotion outside and the ceaseless sirens echoed in stark contrast with the tranquil ambiance within the car.

Tyrone observed Sabrina’s somewhat somber demeanor, and he questioned, “Why did you choose to return the items you purchased with the card I gave you and then buy them again?”

He had gotten a notification on his cell phone that the earlier transaction had been refunded to his account. But as she still held onto those items, it was clear she had repurchased them using her own funds.

Sabrina continued to gaze out the window, avoiding his gaze. “That’s my personal matter. You don’t need to concern yourself with it.”

upset because I was out shopping

for her. Why would I get upset just because you went shopping with her?” Sabrina questioned, a

wrong with

know what was wrong

felt drained and hollow, her

felt Like a powered-down

gone by, she could convince herself that Tyrone harbored some feelings for her in their three-year-long

Tyrone, Galilea’s words resonated

he married her if his heart belonged to Galilea, whom he seemed

to your hand?” Tyrone abruptly noticed the reddened