Scars Of A Broken Bond

Someone was there.

It was none other than Tyrone.

His usual routine was a late-night finish, so his early appearance was a surprise to Sabrina.

Tyrone seemed freshly showered, clad only in a towel.

His muscular back, broad shoulders, and slim waist were a testament to his impressive physique.

Damp hair accentuated his youthful appearance, a few strands lying carelessly on his forehead.

His shaving routine had begun, evidenced by the foam on his face and the razor in his hand.

the

uttered in surprise, swiftly exiting to another

the mirror, the image

was no denying that their three-year marriage had been physically

failed

showers, they settled into bed, the room shrouded in darkness

for hers, indicating

remained quiet for a

intimacy again. After all, Tyrone was an attractive man, and

she felt a