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.

a distant country without intruding

would have

she doubted his

professed his love,

lead

to decide if it’s pointless. You don’t want to remarry, and I don’t expect forgiveness. I

had a way with words, and

for his

knowing his skill at deception, she felt a pang at