Scars Of A Broken Bond

The bus was steeped in silence, broken only by the occasional automated voiceover. The sudden trill of a phone caught the middle-aged woman’s attention.

A moment passed before Sabrina registered that the ringing phone was hers.

She pulled it out from her bag, finding Tyrone’s name flashing on the screen.

Her finger hovered over the screen for a few seconds before swiping left.

She refused to answer the call.

Two seconds later, her phone was ringing again. It was Tyrone again.

Sabrina denied the call once more, turning off her phone before stashing it back in her bag.

She did it quickly.

of sight, out

woman exited the bus at the edge

called out to Sabrina, still at the rear of the bus. “Miss, the destination is here. You should get off the

thought,

“Oh, right.”

through the rear

were several other buses at the station. One of them had its doors open, and

the queue and stepped onto the bus. She found a seat at the

as she observed the ebb and