Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Why are you so certain the baby is yours?” she asked softly.

“If not mine, then whose?” Tyrone answered confidently, not a trace of doubt in his voice.

He knew Sabrina would never betray him.

Their baby could only be his.

She smiled wryly at his confidence. “You’re sure. What if you’re wrong?

What if I’ve been asking for a divorce because the baby isn’t yours?”

“You said this to make me divorce you. I’m not falling for that.”

Sabrina found herself speechless.

and comforting. “Sabrina, you knew about the baby

you tell me you’re pregnant? Would you have kept it from me until our divorce

fell silent for a moment before replying, “I planned to tell you the day after you returned from your trip, but you

hand tighter, he whispered, “I’m

his homecoming from his trip, eager to tell him about their baby. But instead, he returned

if you would

face, a wave of

recalled how he had answered her back then. “There is no if. Even if you are pregnant now, I won’t allow the child to come into this

imagine the despair and hopelessness she must have