Scars Of A Broken Bond

Having returned the mop to its place, Sabrina was in the midst of making her way back to her room.

Out of the blue, Bettie remarked, “Sabrina, why are your pants damp?”

Sabrina cast her gaze downward and realized her trousers had been splattered by the rain.

“Did you venture downstairs and extend forgiveness to Tyrone just now?”

Bettie arched an inquisitive brow, her gaze laden with significance.

“Let me check if Tyrone is still out there.”

the window and

yielded nothing of

pants got wet while I was cleaning

I

offered a

to say? Let’s not forget you have a soft spot

interjected without hesitation, “Aren’t you going to fetch some water? You can

With that, she spun around and headed to

opportunity, Sabrina promptly retreated to her room, securing the door behind

tranquility. Upon opening her eyes, she found Tyrone standing prominently in the center of the

abdominal muscles, which happened to be a familiar shade of pink