Scars Of A Broken Bond

Karen, hearing the commotion, approached just as Tyrone was descending the stairs. Before she could question him, he instructed, “No matter what she says, do not open the door. Wait for my return.”

“Understood,” Karen replied, somewhat taken aback.

As Tyrone’s footsteps receded, Sabrina’s anger intensified, causing her heart to throb painfully. She slumped against the door in defeat.

Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced her stomach.

Sabrina instantly felt a sense of foreboding.

With one hand clutching her stomach and the other pounding on the door, she yelled out in panic, “Tyrone! Unlock the door! Tyrone! My stomach hurts. Open the door!”

Sabrina received no reply.

in her stomach was mounting, each wave stronger than the last. It felt so severe that a chill-inducing sweat began to

is excruciating… Help me! Help our

for her phone, but it

anyone hear me? Please open

to the floor, teeth clenched and body coiled. She pressed her hand against her

as though an unseen force was ruthlessly gripping

help… Open the

raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone on the floor, her

started to seep from

whispered, and as her eyes