Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina, curious, clicked the Link.

The post was quite eloquent, with just the right amount of suspense. It was almost professional.

At the end of the page, she noticed the timestamp and looked up at Tyrone, who was seated across from her.

“I saw the post. Did Kylan call you in the middle of the night because of this?”

Without looking up from his plate, Tyrone replied, “Don’t worry over it. I’ve got someone handling it.”

“Alright.” Sabrina bit into her sandwich.

The online comments didn’t faze her.

nothing more than mindless chatter from people too engrossed in their own world to think for themselves. To them, either defending oneself or maintaining silence were signs of

a message back to Bradley. “Thank you. I’m not bothered. Don’t get

the table during breakfast,”

to turn off her phone, Sabrina noticed another incoming message from Bradley. “Has your boyfriend seen

text. He was aware that Sabrina had previously mentioned a potential breakup

Looked up at

kept her relationship with him under wraps, expecting

panned out as

to cause undue concern or confusion for her friend, Sabrina pondered a moment before responding, “There’s no

sensed that a breakup wasn’t on the cards