Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Let’s go.”

“Alright.” With a rise, Sabrina trailed Tyrone to the vehicle.

This time, Tyrone didn’t purposefully ease up on the gas, and the car kept going at full throttle.

Before long, the car came to a halt in the parking lot before the court.

It was their second visit.

Exiting the car sequentially, Tyrone and Sabrina collected their identification, proceeding side by side in silence towards the building. The quiet between them felt awkward and heavy.

As Sabrina started to move in, Tyrone abruptly took hold of her hand, his voice preempting her reaction. “This will be the last time.”

there had been plentiful opportunities for him to grasp her hand and save their

let them

kite had sailed away, vanishing from

warm

vision had been compromised. His hand in hers, ascending the

The circumstances appeared unchanged.

subtle alterations were

counter, Tyrone

and looked up, ready to speak. But noticing something, he looked down again, scrutinizing the

eyes shifting between Tyrone and Sabrina before asking, “What’s