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.

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 hours

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

chatting and gaming. Sabrina didn’t have

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

Sabrina and Bettie’s situated far from the bonfire, nestled in the forest, alongside two others even

creatures, they were free from concern about snakes and

back up. She drew the blanket

overcame her, causing her to

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

and