Scars Of A Broken Bond

In pursuit of Sabrina’s whereabouts, Bettie immediately embarked on a sweeping survey of her surroundings.

Tyrone, Bettie surmised, was a notorious womanizer.

His flirtatious advances toward Sabrina persisted even as he engaged in a clandestine liaison with Galilea.

How could such a person deserve Sabrina?

The sheer audacity of such a person being deemed worthy of Sabrina’s affection elicited another eye roll from Bettie. Swiftly, she extracted her phone to clandestinely capture a few incriminating snapshots of the ill-fated duo.

However, as soon as Bettie lowered her phone and glanced upward, her gaze collided with the cold, unwavering eyes of Tyrone, who observed her from a distance. Caught off guard, Bettie froze momentarily before hastily averted her gaze, feigning ignorance.

the corridor, Bettie’s eyes gleamed with anticipation. She hastened toward her, greeting her with

at Bettie, Tyrone caught sight of Sabrina. His eyes narrowed, his countenance shifted imperceptibly and his body

Sabrina doing

that moment, Sabrina happened to cast her

of the hall, their eyes locked in mutual

discerned a faint aura of detachment and a touch of irony dancing

steps toward Bettie, initiating conversation with, “Have you had the pleasure of meeting your blind

a curt, uninspired tone, “Not favorable. Tyrone is here, by the way. Have you spotted him? I thought you were avoiding him

retorted confidently, “I’ve committed no wrongdoing. Why should I hide? Let’s head over