Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina, blinking with unspoken understanding, tenderly caressed Jennie’s face and relieved her of the cumbersome bag.

“Of course, my dear. Let me accompany you.”

Inwardly, Sabrina chastised herself for her lapse in judgment.

Sabrina had made a solemn resolve to shield Jennie from the impact of what happened between her and Tyrone. However, her recent reluctance to enter the house or encounter Tyrone had inadvertently betrayed her true sentiments, visible even to Jennie’s perceptive eyes

Sabrina sighed inwardly, determined to avoid such lapses in the future.

As they entered the abode, the living room beckoned with an inviting glow, the soft light filtering in through the windows, casting a gentle warmth.

into the living room, Sabrina’s searching gaze found no

placing their belongings on the sofa, Sabrina intended to leave while Jennie broke the silence by calling out to the upper floor, “Tyrone, I’m

stood in speechless contemplation, her

Jennie’s visage, her guilt-lLaden countenance a canvas for

rolled up in playful anticipation, poised herself to initiate a ticklish

descended the staircase, clasping a file in his hand, a congenial smile adorning his features. He extended his salutations to the pair and explained, “Mr. Blakely is still at the office. He dispatched me

the absence of Tyrone. Jennie glanced at Sabrina, lips slightly puckered,

gentle tone, “He finds himself somewhat

In the absence of further matters, I shall take my leave.” Kylan nodded cordially

delving into a discourse on Jennie’s impending kindergarten journey. Sabrina tenderly patted Jennie’s head, imparting her decision. “Jennie, I must tend to other