Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina meticulously perused the extensive roster of incoming calls, each one bearing Tyrone’s name.

Evidently, he had grown increasingly anxious since he was unable to establish contact with her.

Should she return his calls?

While Sabrina wrestled with this dilemma, Blayze concluded his laptop activities and gracefully stood.

“Shall we venture forth for dinner?

The clock had already ticked past four in the afternoon, and by the time they reached the restaurant, it would be approaching the more auspicious hour of five.

“okay,” Sabrina agreed, donning her down jacket and slipping her phone into her pocket.

the mantle of decision-maker when it

he had not traversed the streets of Mathias in quite

they indulged in the fare, Blayze couldn’t help but

upon the table, sprung to life with a familiar

name flashing on the screen. Sabrina hesitated momentarily, then opted to

to exchange with Tyrone, she contemplated her

she composed a message for Tyrone, saying, “I’m safe,

the message, Sabrina placed her phone back on the table, offering a warm

and meaningful gaze, Blayze inquired, “Why not pick up the

responded with casual nonchalance,