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.

through the corridor, Bettie’s eyes gleamed with anticipation. She hastened

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

Sabrina doing

moment, Sabrina happened to cast her gaze in Tyrone’s

of the hall, their eyes locked in

a faint aura of detachment and a touch of irony dancing within her

and advanced two steps toward Bettie, initiating conversation with, “Have you had the pleasure

here, by the way. Have you spotted him? I thought you were avoiding him and

wrongdoing. Why should I hide? Let’s head over