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.

memory of Tyrone’s eyes filled with disappointment and his solitary

let those crazy fans frighten you. Head back to your tent and

merely chatting and gaming.

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

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

they were free from concern about snakes and

back up. She drew the blanket to her body, set her cell phone aside, and quickly fell

causing her to

discerned the sound of someone unzipping the tent and

and