Scars Of A Broken Bond

She hadn’t been in the hospital yesterday or this morning.

At this moment, she was grateful for the privacy of the hospital, with the nurses not entering patient’s rooms on a whim.

“Tell her to go,” Tyrone instructed, lifting his head.

Biting down hard, Sabrina took a deep breath and managed, “I’m a bit tied up at the moment. Please return later.”

“Alright. I’LL visit again later.”

With the nurse’s departure, Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, she came.

Silence took over the room for a while, and a blush painted her face.

wiped his face, grabbed a damp tissue

Sabrina lazily leaning on the sofa, a satisfied expression on her face. “You can leave

voice held

forehead as

out, closing the door

moment of resting her eyes on the sofa,

eliminating the necessity

on the subsequent day, Sabrina, post-breakfast, completed the paperwork

then made her way to the ward where Cesar

was enveloped in an