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.

warm and comforting.

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 until our divorce was final?

to tell you the day after you

her hand

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

“I asked you if you would still leave me if we were to have

apparent on Tyrone’s face, a wave of

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

only imagine the despair and hopelessness she must