Scars Of A Broken Bond

As Sabrina was about to leave, Tyrone’s face and eyes grew dark. He felt sad and disappointed.

Was she so eager to depart that she couldn’t bear a moment longer in his presence? Did she harbor such intense resentment?

Tyrone’s gaze remained fixed on her as she grasped the door handle and vanished from his sight as it swung shut behind her.

Its solid surface obscured any glimpse of her on the other side.

With a heavy heart and a sense of frustration, Tyrone closed his eyes and lashed out.

Crash!

through the room as the glass toppled over from the bedside

Tyrone! I’m here

eagerly pushed the door open and ran

called out at

Tyrone with a puzzled expression, her head

at the broken glass on the floor and said,

broken glass and promptly grabbed a broom to sweep it up. “Jennie, please step back while

Tyrone asked in a frosty tone, giving Sabrina a

and scowled. “If you want me to leave so badly, I’ll

let out a bitter Laugh,