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.

chill-inducing sweat began to slide down

is excruciating…

her desperation, she tried to reach for her phone, but it was nowhere

open the door… I

her hand against her stomach, as if

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

help…

reduced to a raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone

seep

eyes fell closed, tears leaked