Scars Of A Broken Bond

After finishing their meal, she retreated to her room to delve into the script.

Beyond the confines of her apartment, rain plummeted with unwavering intensity. Lightning streaked across the sky, while thunder reverberated through the air.

Sabrina pored over the script. The once-familiar words now eluded her comprehension.

Lost in thought, she stole a glance at the window.

Was Tyrone still standing there?

Did he believe she could be swayed by his persistence? Humph!

later, she retrieved an umbrella and

her to close the door gently to avoid detection by

didn’t want Tyrone to remain outside and sought to let

hall, she was met with the relentless onslaught of

with the chill of

scanned her surroundings and spotted a towering figure

in the downpour, seemingly impervious to

the lamplight,

her lower lip, Sabrina