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 from the table

from the bathroom, he found Sabrina lazily leaning on the sofa, a satisfied expression on her face. “You can leave now. I

voice held a

frown creased Tyrone’s forehead as he

walked out, closing

relief. After a moment of resting her eyes on the sofa, she rang for

was nearly back to normal, eliminating the necessity for her to

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

her way to the ward where

was enveloped in an