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.

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 quiver uncontrollably, mirroring the tremors in her voice. Her strength was

is excruciating… Help

her phone, but it was nowhere in sight,

hear me? Please open the

teeth clenched and body coiled. She pressed her hand against her stomach, as if

force was ruthlessly gripping her lower belly, dragging it

help… Open

reduced to a raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone on the floor, her gaze filled

started to seep from her lower

whispered, and as her eyes