Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Come in.”

Sabrina made her way inside.

Tyrone latched the door and proposed, “Just ask. Do we need to observe formalities?”

“Could I take a picture of you and upload it?”

Tyrone grew slightly jittery. He moistened his Lips nervously and questioned, “Take my photo and upload it?”

Did she happen to see Galilea’s post?

“Bob inquired in the car if I was single because he wants to pursue me.

I had a boyfriend, but he wasn’t convinced. I’m worried he won’t leave me alone. I just want him to

man obsessing over Sabrina every day. Later on, it was Tyrone who had

Tyrone promptly consented, “Okay,

prefer a more intimate picture.

“Alright.”

nestled in your arms, with your arm around me. Can I take a selfie capturing your jawline with my

photos on the

positioned themselves on the bed and

shots and

of the picture. A man in a robe was visible next to her, half of his chest, collarbone, and neck on