Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone had likely risen early for his run.

Rising, Sabrina freshened up, got dressed, and headed downstairs for breakfast where Tyrone awaited her.

After their meal, they left for work, a pattern familiar from their past marriage.

In the back seat, Tyrone held her hand, lightly tracing her skin.

Her skin was remarkably fair, blue veins faintly visible on the back of her hand. Her fingers were elegant, nails tinted a soft pink.

“I won’t be in the office after lunch. Join me at the club in the evening. I will have the driver to pick you up after work.”

“A business engagement?” Sabrina inquired.

with some business

Tyrone declared.

wasn’t the leisurely sport of golf, but the chance to blend business chat within the relaxed setting,

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“Okay.”

you want

to do. Perhaps you could approve of my resignation?” Sabrina suggested, as she extended

“No.” Tyrone smiled.

he

about the baby growing inside her womb. She quickly calculated the time and

was time for her to