Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Sabrina? Sabrina?”

With swift steps, he hurried down the stairs and called out her name with worry in his voice.

Despite his urgent pleas, she didn’t respond.

“Hang on, Sabrina! We’re heading to the hospital right now!” Hold on!”

Tyrone placed Sabrina in the back seat, started the car, floored the gas pedal, and the vehicle zoomed away.

A red light illuminated the hospital’s emergency room entrance.

Tyrone, splattered with blood, stood motionless at the door. His glassy eyes held a haunted look that drew the attention of passersby.

a towering figure, yet at that moment, he

man walked by, clapping a comforting hand on Tyrone’s shoulder. “Bro, it’s okay. You will have another

briefly, and when he opened

and drove his fist into the corridor

he didn’t stop. Again, he struck the

stained the wall, and the bone on the back of his hand

Overwhelming guilt and intense pain made

death of his grandfather caused him to lose his

have left

fully aware she was