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

I had the medication you were taking examined. They were for protecting the baby. Why didn’t you tell me you’re pregnant? Would you have kept it from me

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

Clasping her hand tighter, he whispered,

anticipating his homecoming from his trip, eager to tell him about their

would still leave me

was apparent on Tyrone’s face, a wave of remorse washing over

if you are pregnant now, I won’t

the despair and hopelessness she must have