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.

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

door! My stomach is

she tried to reach for her phone, but it

anyone hear me? Please open

pressed her hand against her stomach, as if that

unseen force was ruthlessly gripping her lower

I need help…

raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone

seep

her eyes fell closed,