Scars Of A Broken Bond

With a puzzled expression, Tyrone asked, “What did you two talk about?”

“Nothing much. I was trying to apologize to her. I feel sorry for the news. I’d even help her clear her name if she wished. I never expected her to react so violently.”

Tyrone’s eyes darkened, and he felt uneasy.

Sabrina knew it.

She was aware of the incident from the other day.

He realized he couldn’t keep it from her forever. If not for the accident, she would have found out sooner. He didn’t erase the chats and call logs she had replied to.

He was prepared for Sabrina discovering the truth.

actually did, he felt an inexplicable

inquired, “Tyrone, did I mess up?

it. Let’s get you home. Grandpa is upset about today’s events. You have work soon,

daze, Sabrina exited the hospital, drifting aimlessly

she had no

she felt an

out her mobile device, she logged into her second, more private, Twitter account, seeking the sordid details of that

anyway, enduring them as a form of self-punishment. She read each demeaning

websites and comment sections of relevant news, and

the end, she browsed through the dwindling posts under