Scars Of A Broken Bond

In all their years of friendship, Sabrina had never seen Bettie shed tears so profoundly.

Through her tears, Bettie whispered, “Why did he return? After Leaving so decisively, why come back?”

Sabrina remained silent, letting her speak.

It was clear that running into Lance tonight had resurrected painful memories from years past.

For the three years Sabrina had known Bettie, Lance’s name had never crossed their conversations, as if he was a stranger.

Bettie had always been the embodiment of joy, energy, and optimism every time they met over the past few years.

but Bettie chose to lock hers away,

wounds might have stayed concealed, lost in the recesses of her heart, if not

and why she opted for male servers to keep her company over drinks

she hadn’t moved past Lance, or maybe the hurt was so

but he Left anyway… He’s been gone for seven

friend’s voice quiver with pain

before, at least not

years ago, Bettie was

wanting to be near him. I convinced them to let me remain. But then, out of nowhere, he chose to leave, leaving no room for discussion. And even if he returned, why now? Why

and more indistinct, making it difficult for Sabrina to hear