Scars Of A Broken Bond

Had Tyrone been withholding the truth?

“What? Scared to confirm it for yourself?”

Sabrina dug her nails into her palms, marking them red.

She understood Galilea was trying to rattle her.

The more Galilea taunted her, the more resolute Sabrina became in not giving her satisfaction.

“Sabrina, you claim to be Tyrone’s wife, right? Don’t you trust him?

One thing I admire about you is that you know Tyrone doesn’t care for you. See, just yesterday, my assistant called him and he immediately came to me. He even introduced me to his grandparents. Without you, Tyrone and I would have been wedded long ago. He loves me, and you’re the one intruding on us.”

the one who knows the intruder’s identity best, Galilea. Tyrone and I were married when you two were already over. I never came between you two; you’ve been coming between us!” Sabrina’s voice quivered as she struggled to hold back

your phone then? Stop pretending. You fear it because you know the truth. You’ve accepted it.

me to look at my phone? Fine, it’s no big deal. Even if the online crowd

she shouldn’t have checked

hands moved of their own accord, retrieving her phone from her purse and opening

unread messages waited

she

to her most recent post had exploded into the

herself for it. When she came across those hurtful words, she wasn’t taken aback. What did surprise her, though, was

comment accusing her of being a third party had