Scars Of A Broken Bond

Cesar’s heart was plagued by frustration and disappointment.

He had always considered himself a champion of justice, mourning Connor’s death deeply. Little did he anticipate that the very person responsible for Connor’s demise had been his own grandson

Tyrone clenched his teeth and struck the wall once more, Leaving his knuckles inflamed and his skin grazed.

“Damn you!”

Now, Tyrone understood Cesar’s peculiar will. It all made sense.

Larry gazed dejectedly at the ceiling. “Yes, I deserve it. Have you made up your mind about how to handle me?”

glanced up at him, unable to resist delivering a

rose from the floor, staggering toward

you haven’t reached a decision, I’ll head home for a rest

behind him, “Stay home

before saying, “I

patiently waited in the office, her patience

Sabrina lifted her head from her

finish her sentence, her jaw dropped in astonishment. The Tyrone before her was a stark departure from the one who had left

his hair was disheveled, his collar askew, his tie hung loosely over his chest and his suit