Scars Of A Broken Bond

It must be Tyrone who had left it there before heading into the meeting.

She averted her gaze, feigning ignorance.

Her curiosity sated by observing the fish, she then turned her attention to a magazine nestled within the bookshelf, eager to lose herself in its pages.

Before too long, the office’s tranquility was disrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps.

Tyrone made his entrance, clutching a document in his hand. Observing Sabrina engrossed in reading, he remarked, “You’ve been waiting for quite some time. Are you finding it a tad tedious?”

“I’m perfectly content. Oh, by the way, someone phoned you earlier,” Sabrina casually reminded him.

it?” Tyrone inquired nonchalantly as

didn’t check,” she

seemingly innocuous comment

surge of bitterness and unease coursed through

marriage public. Except for the phone calls from Kylan, Sabrina wouldn’t answer other people’s calls for Tyrone, but she wouldn’t avoid his phone

their wedding anniversary, she stopped checking

on for him when he returned late, nor did she prepare his suit and tie for the next day. She didn’t care if he had eaten on time and no longer affectionately called his name. But Tyrone was oblivious to these

she began to distance herself

remained unaware and continued to hold on to hope,

Tyrone’s somber expression, Sabrina inquired curiously, “What’s wrong? Did the meeting not go well?” “No,” Tyrone replied, pausing for a moment. Tyrone unlocked his phone and noticed a missed call