Scars Of A Broken Bond

Eagerly, Sabrina began putting on her shoes, preparing to leave the bedroom.

As Tyrone entered the living area, he spotted Sabrina on the second-floor landing and immediately halted her. “Don’t move!”

He ascended the stairs to scoop her up. As he took in her puffy red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks, a look of concern crossed his face. “Why did you get out of bed?”

“Just a few steps. I’ll be fine.”

“That’s not acceptable.”

Sabrina had no interest in quarreling about this. “Grandpa seemed perfectly fine a few days ago. How did he suddenly…

Tyrone cast his gaze downward and revealed, “When he was last in the hospital, Lynch predicted he only had a maximum of three months left.

was already running on

trickled down

car. He caressed her face gently, his thumbs wiping away her tears. “Stop crying. Grandpa wouldn’t want you to be unhappy. His ultimate wish was to see his great-grandchild.

“Alright… flow.

Sabrina responded, her

other alternative, Tyrone enveloped Sabrina in a comforting embrace, gently stroking her back, a soft lullaby of reassurance. “You are more beautiful

the wheelchair away in the trunk and started

car headed straight

funeral home, arranged meticulously by

adorn the