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.

hair and unkempt attire. The radiant star she once was seemed

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

a smirk, asking in a hoarse voice, “Are you surprised? You have yourself to thank for the

in the armchair, Tyrone lit up a cigarette, responding, “Had you heeded my advice and left for

filled the

calmly and opened his mouth slightly. The smoke came

settled onto the couch opposite Tyrone, saying, “My greed? Ha! The title of Mrs. Blakely was meant for me. You guys broke your promise and now dare to point

smoke veiled

dwell on it, assuming it was just a mistake or a moment of confusion on

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