Scars Of A Broken Bond

Eddie narrowed his eyes at Sabrina. “And who gave you the authority to speak? Tramp. I only showed you some respect for the sake of Tyrone’s grandpa. Don’t get the wrong idea; you’re nothing special.”

Sabrina’s face paled even more.

His words stung like a slap.

While she wasn’t well-acquainted with Tyrone’s friends, they had always extended a basic level of courtesy.

She hadn’t expected such treatment from Eddie, especially not in Tyrone’s presence.

Tyrone glanced at her, his tone icy. “Sabrina, did you meddle with my phone while I was away?” @

Faced with his chilly gaze, Sabrina’s heartbeat stuttered.

her trembling hands, trying to calm herself. Taking a deep breath, she admitted,

would you do that,

smile tugged at her lips. “She was obviously trying to lure you to her. I didn’t want you rushing to another woman’s side, alright? So yes, I am the villain. I can’t stand the thought of

admit these feelings. They painted

she felt compelled to

her, his

badly hurt, traumatized by the fire. The doctors say she’s not

fingers loosened his tie, his brows furrowed, eyes lowered,

waiting for, Tyrone? You know, she called you before the fire. She relies on you and trusts you. Had you picked up, she might not have been hurt. Can you bear to think of her alone in a

me get Sabrina home.”