Scars Of A Broken Bond

Opting for a modern solution, he ordered some medicine online and settled in to await its arrival.

He lounged on a chair, scrolling through his phone.

Suddenly, the lady on the bed began to murmur anxiously, trapped in some terrifying dream. “Stay back… No… Please, no…”

Setting his phone aside, Trevor approached, sitting beside her. He reassured her gently, “You’re safe. The bad guys have run away!”

Shirley’s eyes fluttered open. She impulsively clung to Trevor, tears flowing freely.

Caught off guard, Trevor’s instinct was to pull back.

clung to him tighter

brief moment of uncertainty,

clearly traumatized. Rejecting her now seemed

embrace, he’d allow it. Just

the day of the corporate party, staff members, accompanied by their

over to the makeshift parking area by the roadside and opened the door to step

mask and emerged from the

only the previous night that Bettie found

their way towards the entrance of

handful of staff, accompanied by their families,