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

sofa, a satisfied expression on her face.

voice held

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

he walked out, closing the door

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

the necessity for her to stay

the subsequent day, Sabrina, post-breakfast, completed the paperwork for discharge and rang up the driver to fetch

made her way to the

enveloped in an