Scars Of A Broken Bond

Seated amidst strangers in a foreign wilderness, they were all at ease, sharing conversation under the picturesque night sky.

At that moment, Sabrina’s desire for beer was undeniable.

Yet, after only half a bottle, she found herself inexplicably inebriated, overwhelmed with drowsiness, constant yawning, and fatigue.

“Why so sleepy?” Bettie questioned.

“I had a restless night,” Sabrina confessed, without being dishonest.

The previous night, she told Tyrone tearfully, “I just want you to stay away from me.”

Tyrone stayed quiet for a while. After making his promise, he turned around and left lonely.

her eyes, she couldn’t shake off the memory of Tyrone’s eyes filled with disappointment

crazy fans frighten you. Head back to your tent and rest. It’s getting dark anyway,”

chatting and gaming. Sabrina didn’t

head to my tent,” Sabrina said, putting down her drink,

scattered around, Sabrina and Bettie’s situated far

they were free

once inside, zipped it back up. She drew the blanket to her body,

overcame her, causing her to cast off the

of someone unzipping the tent and mumbled, “Bettie, is the bonfire

and no one