Scars Of A Broken Bond

She rested her hand on his shoulder, her head gently turning. “Tyrone, what’s troubling you?”

The warmth of Sabrina’s slender neck felt the heat of Tyrone’s breath, yet she fought the instinct to pull away.

After a prolonged silence, Tyrone took a deep breath, composed himself, and closed his eyes.

“It’s nothing.”

He retreated slowly, releasing Sabrina from his grasp.

Sabrina lifted her gaze, sensing something profound in his heart.

scrutiny revealed the

in a fight?” “Yes,” Tyrone replied, his voice

“I’ll fetch the first aid

spare first aid kit stocked

over the back of the sofa and taking

him and began searching for ointment. In the midst of her

would have the audacity to strike Tyrone? Who dared to leave

in wake of

while since Sabrina had heard his voice. She cast a glance in his direction, unscrewed the ointment, dispensed a bit onto the cotton swab