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.

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

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

chatting and gaming. Sabrina didn’t

my tent,” Sabrina said, putting down

far from the bonfire, nestled

warding off creatures, they were free

the blanket

overcame her, causing her to cast off the

discerned the sound of someone unzipping the

person paused, and no