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.

his demeanor. As she lay in bed at night, shutting her eyes, she couldn’t shake off the memory of Tyrone’s eyes filled with disappointment and his solitary departure. She tossed and turned until the late

fans frighten you. Head back to your tent and

were merely chatting and gaming. Sabrina didn’t have

said, putting down her drink, bidding the guide farewell, and heading

far from the bonfire, nestled in the forest, alongside two

creatures, they were

unzipped her tent and, once inside, zipped it back up. She drew the blanket

warmth overcame her, causing her to cast off

discerned the sound of someone unzipping the

person paused, and no