Scars Of A Broken Bond

Recognizing the situation, Sabrina swiftly gripped his wrist and stopped him, her brows furrowing as she regarded him with displeasure. Her face was tense, and her lips formed a stern line. “Tyrone, don’t overstep!”

Tyrone met her gaze, arching an eyebrow and delivering a resolute statement, “Overstepping? I’ve always been like this. Don’t you know it?”

Sabrina found herself at a loss for words, silently condemning his audacity.

What a shameless man he was!

Their eyes locked in a hostile standoff, as if engaged in a silent battle.

Finally, after a few tense moments, Sabrina retreated. She cast her eyes downward, sinking into her chair, and retrieved her phone to make the call to Trevor.

speaker,” Tyrone reminded

retorted with an

emanated from the

silence hung in the air, only to be broken by Trevor’s distinct and tentative

at a

“Trevor,” she finally responded.

her demeanor, and his voice trembled with uncertainty.

a deep breath and replied, “I’m sorry, Trevor. I believe it’s best

“Sabrina…”

go of his ex-girlfriend. It had a