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.

so severe that a chill-inducing sweat began to slide down her brow. Her body

is excruciating… Help me! Help

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

anyone hear me? Please open the door… I need

pressed her hand against her

unseen force was ruthlessly

help… Open the

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

to seep from her lower

her eyes fell closed, tears leaked from