Scars Of A Broken Bond

This was a scenario she had yearned for time and time again. In days past, she would have gone to any lengths for such a moment.

But now, she felt indifferent.

Tyrone wouldn’t reciprocate her feelings and she was done playing the fool.

“After the baby is born, you’re welcome to visit often.”

Tyrone, taken aback, looked up at Sabrina, his eyes filled with confusion. “What do you mean? Are you still intending to divorce me after our baby is born?”

Before Sabrina could respond, Tyrone rose to his feet. “You’re planning for Bradley to play the role of the father to my child, aren’t you?”

“What does Bradley have to do with anything? I am capable of raising my child on my own.”

Raised in a single-parent household, never

of sadness struck

of blood, how much could he possibly love our child?”

“So your decision to not divorce me is solely because of our child? If that’s the case, you can assume custody when

turning stormy. “You’re so desperate to divorce me that you’d forsake our child? Do you

do despise you. And you feel no love for me. Why should we remain shackled to one another? Even if we’re divorced,

to understand that I love you. I’m deeply in love with you. I have no desire for a

met his gaze, a touch of scorn visible in

you start

“Long ago.”