Scars Of A Broken Bond

“So, are you happier now?”

At that moment, Sabrina realized that Tyrone had taken her on this ride because he’d sensed her low spirits.

A warmth spread through her heart, and she couldn’t help but smile.

“Much better. Thank you.”

Her gratitude extended beyond the motorcycle ride, encompassing Tyrone’s afternoon visit to support her and Jennie.

Tyrone gazed at her, his eyes unwavering, as unspoken emotions passed between them.

On the other side of the river, the city lights illuminated the night.

gaze was as clear as the flowing water, the brilliance casting his profile into sharp relief, enhancing its angular and profound

fleeting moment, Sabrina found herself captivated by

silence with a hushed suggestion, “If you

and in that instant, all the gratitude she had for

eyes at Tyrone and retorted, “You’re

N G E L A ‘s L I B R

Sabrina continued her stroll

smile and

gentle symphony of the wind, water,

minutes passed, Sabrina’s racing

figure materialized by