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.

was a towering figure, yet at that moment,

Tyrone’s shoulder. “Bro, it’s okay. You will

and when he opened them again, they

fist into the corridor wall. His knuckles quickly reddened

didn’t stop. Again, he struck the wall,

wall, and

down against the wall. Overwhelming guilt and intense pain

caused him to lose his usual

could he have left Sabrina locked

was fully aware she