Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Damon’s your friend. Have you been following me lately?” Sabrina inquired.

Her earlier suspicions about Damon had been appeased by Bettie’s words, only to be reignited when Tyrone appeared at the airport.

She doubted him because it was clear that Tyrone didn’t seem like he had just gotten to Norwen that day.

And Damon’s response to her attempts at affection seemed off. Something was wrong.

“Yes,” Tyrone confessed, his voice low, as he took a deep breath.

Moving closer, his eyes alight with emotion, he said, “Sabrina, I can’t bear being apart from you, but I’m scared of upsetting you by showing up. I’ve been watching from a distance…”

So, the presence she had sensed was always him.

Sabrina’s head dropped.

followed her to such a distant country without intruding for so

would have

doubted

professed his love, it

lead separate lives.

want to remarry, and I don’t expect forgiveness. I just

with words, and it was hard

have fallen for his charms for

skill at deception, she felt a pang