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.

demeanor. As she lay in bed at night, shutting her eyes, she couldn’t shake off the memory of Tyrone’s eyes

you. Head back to your tent

and gaming. Sabrina didn’t have to

to my tent,” Sabrina said, putting down her drink, bidding the guide farewell, and heading

dozen tents were scattered around, Sabrina and Bettie’s situated far from the

creatures, they were free

up. She drew the blanket to her body, set her cell

causing her to cast off

discerned the sound of someone unzipping the tent and mumbled, “Bettie, is the

paused, and no