Scars Of A Broken Bond

Though Bettie disliked Tyrone, she believed him when he said Sabrina was safe.

She ended the call and asked the guide to contact the police.

Tyrone’s revelation that someone had drugged Sabrina had everyone on edge, and Bettie’s eyes narrowed as she scrutinized everyone’s expressions.

Raul’s face twitched at the mention of “call the police,” and he discreetly approached the bonfire.

Bettie, noticing his movement, returned to her spot beside the fire.

Sabrina’s dishes and drink remained untouched, evidence of the evening’s unsettling turn.

Raul, having glimpsed the scene, was filled with desperation but dared not approach.

reassured himself that perhaps the police wouldn’t discover

tourists, and every small town along the way

was a short distance away, and the

Sabrina clung to Tyrone,

so hot,” she whispered, slipping her hand into Tyrone’s shirt to caress

sigh escaped her lips. It felt wonderful,

she ripped at Tyrone’s shirt, breaking the top two buttons, and pressed her face against

restless. Desire threatened to overtake him, but memories of Sabrina’s tearful accusations held him back. He

fury had consumed him. Had

might have happened