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.

experiencing in her stomach was mounting, each wave stronger than the last. It felt so severe that a chill-inducing sweat began to slide down her brow. Her body started to

stomach is excruciating… Help me!

for her phone, but

hear me? Please open the

pressed her hand against her

felt as though an unseen force was ruthlessly gripping her lower belly, dragging it

I need help… Open

a raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone on

seep from her lower

whispered, and as her eyes fell