Scars Of A Broken Bond

“I won’t be back in the near future. Just ensure things remain steady for now.”

Both Harrell and Cody exchanged glances, nodding in resignation.

After their exit, the room was left in silence, occupied solely by Tyrone.

However, shortly after, Damon made an entrance, taking a seat across from Tyrone. After sipping some water, he began, “Galilea’s psychiatrist reached out. She’s growing restless. If you continue to avoid her, she’s threatening to expose Sabrina’s identity.”

Tyrone adjusted his sleeves casually, responding, “Arrange for her to visit tomorrow.”

When Tyrone saw Galilea again, he almost couldn’t recognize her.

dry, brittle hair and unkempt attire. The radiant

appearance, hinted at a harrowing narrative. She moved sluggishly, possibly due to an overdose of sedatives, often

in a hoarse voice, “Are you surprised? You have yourself to thank

responding, “Had you heeded my advice and left for overseas, you wouldn’t have been Like this. Your

Laughter filled the

cigarette calmly and opened his mouth slightly. The smoke came out from his

couch opposite Tyrone, saying, “My greed? Ha! The title of Mrs. Blakely was meant

smoke veiled

“you guys” caused a slight frown on Tyrone’s face, but he didn’t dwell on it, assuming it was just

were just memories for him, and he had no desire to keep revisiting