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.

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

you. Head back to your tent and rest. It’s

merely chatting and gaming.

down her drink,

than a dozen tents were scattered around, Sabrina and Bettie’s situated far from the bonfire, nestled in the forest, alongside two others even more

creatures, they were free from concern about

She drew the blanket to her body, set her cell phone aside, and quickly fell into a

her to cast

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

person paused, and no