Scars Of A Broken Bond

As Bettie savored her cake, she stole a glance at Tyrone’s figure and blinked. “Sabrina, are you really not going back because of Tyrone?”

Sabrina arched an eyebrow and affirmed, “Certainly not. There are other reasons. You’ll see.”

“Alright,” Bettie conceded with a hint of skepticism. Bettie gazed up at Sabrina’s countenance and compressed her lips.

“Sabrina… Allow me to pose a question…”

This inquiry had been festering within Bettie for quite some time, yet she had refrained from asking, taking into account Sabrina’s emotional state.

‘lease, go ahead.”

Did you hold

ground. Nevertheless, after all the time they had spent together, Bettie couldn’t shake the sense that Sabrina must have harbored some genuine feelings for Tyrone. At least Sabrina liked Tyrone during their

Sabrina wouldn’t have been so utterly despondent, even if a portion of her pain had been

gracing her lips

“Have you carried this affection

the best of her recollection, she had never observed Sabrina exhibit such feelings for anyone else. It was highly plausible that

rather absurd, really. I fell in love with him from

Sabrina’s affection had spanned such a significant stretch of time.

hold those

contemplative silence. However, before she could respond, a disturbance erupted at the