Scars Of A Broken Bond

It could be anticipated that after the press conference, Sabrina would face further criticism and scolding.

The event staff brought in the props.

“Feel free to discuss,” the host encouraged.

Surveying the needle and thread, Sabrina inquired, “Which do you prefer?”

Tyrone chose the needle first, positioning it between his lips. Sabrina then selected the thread, biting down on one end.

“The game starts now. You have two minutes. Failure within the time limit results in a penalty.”

Sabrina and Tyrone locked eyes and got to work.

needle clenched between his teeth, Tyrone leaned

faces were so close, their foreheads nearly touching, noses

camera operator, astute as ever, zoomed in on the

against each other in a

being filmed off-stage by

of reactions flooded

faced was

came close to succeeding several times, but

Is she

acting this way. They’ve got to