Scars Of A Broken Bond

For a long time, there was no response.

She tried giving Trevor a call but no one answered.

Perhaps he’d indulged a bit too much last night and was still sleeping.

Sabrina headed straight to Trevor’s room and knocked on his door, but met with silence.

Knocking again, she called out, “Trevor? You in there, Trevor?”

There was still no response inside.

Sabrina called Trevor. Just as she considered hanging up, the call

line, Trevor sounded groggy and rasp, as if he’d been rousted from sleep.

was poised to reply when an unexpected female shriek echoed through the

chaos coming from the other end

faintly discerned a woman’s voice. “Trevor, what are

if

crease formed on Sabrina’s forehead as she queried, “Trevor, where

rustling continued, yet there was no response for

“Trevor? Talk to me.”

voice quivered, almost like he was on the edge of falling