Scars Of A Broken Bond

That evening, hearing the sound of the door opening, Bettie turned her head and took a look at Sabrina. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You’re back? Didn’t Tyrone want you to stay longer with him?”

Sabrina, avoiding eye contact, tossed her bag onto the sofa and poured herself a glass of water. “Bettie, let’s not talk about him anymore,” she requested calmly.

Bettie’s curiosity piqued as she sat up. “What happened?” she inquired.

“What did Tyrone do this time?”

Sitting beside Bettie, Sabrina wrapped her arms around Bettie, confiding the day’s painful revelations. “I went to Tyrone’s office today and saw him with Galilea. He confessed he’s always loved Galilea. He only approached me because of a bet…”

Sabrina poured out the whole story to Bettie.

Sabrina would never have shared such a personal humiliation with anyone else.

It was a deep embarrassment. She had been fooled by Tyrone not once, but twice.

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been unfaithful during their marriage. When she had finally begun to heal,

Her hopes for reconciliation were nothing but wishful thinking. The realization was mortifying, like

too humiliated to

anger flared. Clenching her teeth, Bettie exclaimed, “Damn it! Tyrone has crossed a line. How

someone’s feelings on a bet…

Sabrina had just lost their child, spiraling into depression in the aftermath, Tyrone was off making bets with Galilea, continuing to

the

about Sabrina’s well-being

past, it seemed Tyrone had never truly respected or cared for Sabrina. He had manipulated situations to his advantage,

had allowed her to be kidnapped. His intention was to make her feel immensely grateful to

self-defense, pushing Andrew off the bed which led to him hitting his head, Andrew might have already

cold-hearted. How could Sabrina possibly see through a vicious

had seen

Sabrina replied, her voice tinged

aware that Tyrone was far from a