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

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

was Sabrina

Sabrina happened to cast her gaze in Tyrone’s

expanse of the hall, their eyes locked in

of detachment and a touch of irony dancing within

two seconds. Then Sabrina averted her eyes and advanced two steps toward Bettie, initiating conversation with, “Have you had the pleasure of meeting your blind date?

favorable. Tyrone is here, by the way. Have you spotted

confidently, “I’ve committed no wrongdoing. Why should