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.

into a slight smile. He wiped his face, grabbed a damp tissue from the table to clean up,

on the sofa, a satisfied expression on her face. “You

held a

frown creased Tyrone’s forehead as he replied, “Alright,

closing the door

moment of resting her eyes on the sofa, she rang for

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

completed the paperwork for discharge and rang up the driver to

to the ward

ward was enveloped