Could it have been Bradley, the man Sabrina considered relocating abroad with?

Had they already built a life together abroad?

Could this all have started during her third year at university?

His heart was a nest of vipers, jealousy’s venom threatening to poison his sanity.

Kylan, positioned against the ward’s wall, attentively eavesdropped.

Inside, the ward was eerily silent as if there was no one inside.

Surely Tyrone was lost in past memories, trying to swallow his pain.

Bang!

resounding

was filled with

sound of the table falling down, the sliding sound of the sofa shifting, the sharp and piercing sound

relieved that

could only imagine Tyrone’s fury, the

reigned once

Tyrone’s voice, ragged and worn, called from

the subtle exhaustion and bitterness lacing each

his phone. It was eleven

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