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.

reached for her hand, his grip warm and comforting. “Sabrina, you knew about the baby all along,

They were for protecting the baby. Why didn’t you tell me you’re pregnant? Would you have kept it from me until our divorce was final? Were you planning

you the day after

Clasping her hand tighter, he whispered, “I’m

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

lowered her gaze, continuing, “I asked you if you would still

Tyrone’s face, a wave of remorse

how he had answered her back then. “There is no if. Even if

only imagine the despair and