Scars Of A Broken Bond

A recent incident which had caused Tyrone sleepless nights surfaced in his mind, prompting him to continuously drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Rolf was at a loss for words.

Apparently, Tyrone had summoned him for company, so he wouldn’t have to drown his sorrows alone.

Observing Tyrone, who had been drinking heavily and appeared unstoppable, Rolf deliberated before dialing Sabrina’s number.

At that moment, Sabrina was awaiting her flight to Violetness in the lounge of Oslo Airport.

Recognizing the caller ID, she glanced at Bettie and Aylin, rose, and strolled to a more private area to take the call.

“Yes, Rolf? What’s the matter?”

“Tyrone is drunk.”

heart flutter. “What

his drinking

been released from the hospital and is on medication. He can’t be consuming

you expect me to convince him? If he’s not listening to you, I doubt he’d Listen to

because of his effort to save you. You surely wouldn’t

critical, it

responding, “Fine, put him on

“Sure.”

private room, Rolf found Tyrone about to down another glass of alcohol. He swiftly