Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Didn’t you already express your regret? Neither of us could have predicted those rabid fans would hold on to their grudge. I don’t hold you responsible.” Sabrina’s tone remained unaffected.

Tyrone tried to find words, but they eluded him.

Indeed, she was clueless about the previous day’s event.

She thought it was because of the makeup incident last time.

Now, her sight had blurred, making texts on her phone or computer impossible to decipher.

He didn’t have to worry about her stumbling upon online hate comments or insults, but it did little to ease his mind.

“I’m sorry,” he added.

Let’s

again took over

Sabrina

“Two ten.”

long has it been? Why hasn’t Karen shown up

road troubles. Let’s give her some more time.” Tyrone pressed his lips together, his expression turning

“Okay.”

a significant interval, Sabrina probed, “Why is she still not here? Tyrone, why don’t

“Sure.”

car, Tyrone faced a gust