Scars Of A Broken Bond

She decided not to show Sabrina the photos. Her phone was too precious to risk, and besides, it would be a shame if her carefully collected photos were compromised.

There were other things on her phone that, if exposed, could ruin her.

After Tyrone had gone, Bettie returned to her room, satisfied that Sabrina was okay.

The next morning, Sabrina awoke to find a note from Bettie. “Bestie, please tell me why you were with Tyrone last night.”

Then Sabrina messaged Bettie. “Bettie, I’ll take Tyrone to the airport first. I’LL fill you in on the details when I return.”

“You’d better explain clearly!” Bettie replied quickly.

As Sabrina was washing her face and brushing her teeth, a message from

the air ticket. We’ll

of the air ticket, bearing his information, to

here in

minutes later, precisely on time, Tyrone

in a short grey suit, black dress pants, and handmade leather shoes. A black suitcase stood

bag and closed the

their arrival at the airport, they found a restaurant and

way to the gate of the waiting hall. Sabrina halted at the gate,

in. I’m talking to you,” Tyrone replied casually, eyeing Sabrina. “What will you do after

then reassured her, “Don’t worry. If I wanted to follow