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.

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

eyes emphasized further by their eerie, protruding appearance, hinted at a harrowing narrative. She moved sluggishly, possibly due to an overdose of sedatives, often staring blankly into the

Tyrone’s startled expression, she mustered a smirk, asking in a hoarse voice, “Are you surprised? You have yourself

a cigarette, responding, “Had you heeded my advice and left for overseas, you

filled

calmly and opened his mouth

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

of smoke

Tyrone’s face, but he didn’t dwell on it, assuming it was just a mistake or a moment of confusion on Galilea’s

him, and he had no desire to keep