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.

people too engrossed in their own world to think for themselves. To them, either defending oneself or maintaining silence were signs of guilt. They chose to believe whatever suited

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

table during breakfast,”

“Has your boyfriend seen this? If he has, make sure

of curiosity in Bradley’s text. He was aware that Sabrina had previously mentioned a potential breakup with

up at

with

not panned out as

for her friend, Sabrina pondered a moment before

sensed that a breakup wasn’t on