Scars Of A Broken Bond

Lowering her eyes, Sabrina tried her best to explain, but the tone sounded notably lacking in confidence. “Not entirely… It’s just that…”

Yes, Tyrone was onto something, except she had feelings for Trevor.

“What are you trying to say?” Tyrone pressed, frustration evident in his voice.

Despite her guilt, Sabrina remained stubborn and fixed her gaze on Tyrone as she retorted, “There’s nothing to it. You’re right. I simply liked him more. He confessed, and I accepted. There’s no other explanation. Do I have to respect my ex-husband’s opinion when I go into a relationship?”

Tyrone’s expression grew even more heated, almost mocking in his anger.

As his anger bubbled up, it consumed him, leaving little room for rational thought. He suddenly whisked away the quilt, revealing Sabrina’s body beneath it. With a sly grin, he taunted, “How would Trevor react, do you think, if he saw a picture of you like this with me?”

Sabrina tried to shield herself with one hand and reclaim

so low, Tyrone?” she shot back, her voice filled with

labeled me as shameless, it would be an

his face drew closer

he captured her lips, his kiss aggressive

he easily captured them and positioned them above her head. Meanwhile, his other hand gently

“Hmm

he deepened the kiss, Sabrina found herself gasping for air. The sensation, combined with her already tumultuous

and now a mix of anger and anxiety flooded in. Her thoughts became a jumble,

state, Tyrone eased up, pulling back to gauge her condition. Her complexion was ghostly, her breath