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.

the last. It felt so severe that a chill-inducing sweat began to slide down her brow. Her body started to quiver uncontrollably, mirroring the tremors in her voice. Her strength was dwindling, even lifting

the door! My stomach is excruciating… Help me! Help our

to reach for her phone, but it was nowhere in sight,

anyone hear me? Please open the door… I

her hand against

was ruthlessly gripping

need help… Open

raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone on

seep from

whispered, and as her eyes fell closed, tears leaked