Scars Of A Broken Bond

The doctor approached Galilea and attended to her wound.

Galilea didn’t resist. She appeared somewhat frightened, nestling into Tyrone, clutching his arm tightly, unwilling to release him.

Watching them, Sabrina quietly exited the room.

In the corridor, she stared out the window at the distant horizon.

She had been right.

As long as Galilea remained, she and Tyrone could never live peacefully.

for a life overshadowed by constant

It was too exhausting.

a figure approached from

her, a triumphant grin on her face. “Sabrina, did you see that? Mr.

is anything but

argue, but instead, she agreed, “You’re

taken aback. jince you understand, you must also know that clinging onto Mr. Blakely is pointless. You should let him go. At least you’ll maintain your

how profound their affection may be, it’s not justification enough to meddle in others’ marriage. This morning, Bettie, upon believing the rumors, said to me, ‘I won’t be friends with a mistress.’ It appears the old saying

icy. Just as she was gathering

ward, Tyrone paused behind Sabrina and suggested,

therapy session ended?” Sabrina queried as she