Scars Of A Broken Bond

Lifting her gaze to Tyrone, she added, “You should get your treatment.”

Tyrone remained motionless, lost in thought.

The nurse entered, infusion bottle and a sterilized needle in tow. She cast a quick glance at him, querying, “Would you prefer the sofa or the bed?”

Tyrone turned around and sat back on the sofa. “Here.”

“Alright then.”

With practiced ease, the nurse attached the infusion and inserted the needle into Tyrone’s vein.

attentively watched the procedure, and once the nurse departed, she gently

had thoughtfully packed Jennie’s small backpack, making sure to include her cherished

from the backpack, and

notification of a new message

to see

and the Faulkner family had been

person Trevor reached out to was Sabrina,

she wasn’t

Tyrone wasn’t involved, Damon had

don’t take it upon yourself. You have our deep gratitude. My parents wish to host a dinner