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.

world to think for themselves. To them, either defending oneself or maintaining silence were signs

a message back to Bradley. “Thank you. I’m not

phones at the table during breakfast,” Tyrone

message from Bradley. “Has your boyfriend seen

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

up at

with him under wraps, expecting

things had not panned out as

for her

that a breakup wasn’t