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.

her expression, Tyrone reached for her hand, his grip warm and comforting. “Sabrina,

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

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

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

eager to tell him about

gaze, continuing, “I asked you if you would still leave me if we were

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

her back then. “There is no if. Even if you are pregnant now, I

despair and hopelessness she must