Scars Of A Broken Bond

It occurred to Galilea that Tyrone had been very quiet when she had just been rescued. He never broached the subject of their separation again.

Back then, she discerned Tyrone’s melancholy, guilt, ennui and sleeplessness. Even so, he had abstained from smoking.

As the son of the Blakely family, Tyrone exemplified a diligent scholar. His relentless commitment to his studies bore copious fruits during his university years.

Galilea, once brimming with self-assurance, found herself grappling with rejection when she pursued Tyrone, a man who defied the stereotype of privileged youths.

He ardently pursued his own aspirations and clung tenaciously to his principles.

She had believed in his unwavering integrity.

was Sabrina who had effortlessly shattered

extinguished the cigarette, its ember finding solace in the ashtray. As he raised his arm,

swiftly surmised his intent. An irksome blend of anger and jealousy welled

gazed at Tyrone and suddenly erupted into laughter. “Tyrone, I’m torn between lauding your persistence or deeming you

to a child. Moreover, he still sought closeness despite Sabrina’s

the role of her assistant, yet he had already come to

Sabrina managed to capture his

“Think as you please. Let’s dispense with the pleasantries. Name

no conditions?” Galilea arched an eyebrow.

flatness, yet there lingered an undeniable air of