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.

quite grasp his demeanor. As she lay in bed at night, shutting her eyes, she couldn’t shake off the memory

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

and gaming. Sabrina didn’t

my tent,” Sabrina said, putting down her drink, bidding the

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

repellent warding off creatures, they were free from concern about snakes

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

causing her to cast off

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

paused, and no one