Scars Of A Broken Bond

Bettie was struck dumb with disbelief.

“What? This is beyond belief!”

Bettie swiftly pieced together a realization. Sabrina had indeed ventured downstairs for Tyrone yesterday.

Sabrina even claimed to have merely cleaned the floor when she noticed it was soiled. Worse still, Sabrina’s trousers were damp and she claimed she’d wielded a mop.

No wonder Sabrina had reacted so strongly when she was about to enter her room.

Her instincts were correct. A man was concealed within! To be precise, a scoundrel!

Seated upon the sofa, Bettie observed as Kylan made his way into Sabrina’s room.

time, the door emitted a faint creak, and out emerged Tyrone, impeccably clad in a

Kylan followed closely behind.

gaze in its direction,

addressed Tyrone, “Mr. Blakely, when did you arrive? How is it that I

irony in her words, Tyrone responded with a faint smile and seated himself across from her,

slumbering last night and she didn’t wish

Bettie’s mouth quivered

a grievance

I fear that Sabrina would not have been able to move forward so swiftly.

easy feat to alter one’s opinion hastily. Nevertheless, I beseech you to momentarily set aside any animosity. After all,