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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a man who had been unfaithful during their marriage. When she had finally begun to heal, she not only forgave him but also yearned

nonexistent. Her hopes for reconciliation were nothing but wishful thinking. The realization

too humiliated to

flared. Clenching her teeth, Bettie exclaimed, “Damn it! Tyrone

with someone’s feelings on a bet… What

spiraling into depression in the aftermath, Tyrone was off making bets with Galilea,

ever considered the consequences

about Sabrina’s well-being and life? Perhaps it was the latter.

manipulated situations to his advantage, all for the sake of winning a bet. His actions were always calculated to achieve his goals, regardless of

that Tyrone had allowed her to be kidnapped. His intention was

Andrew off the bed which led to him

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

comfort, “Sabrina, you had seen the truth this time. A scumbag like him isn’t

her voice tinged

Tyrone was far from a good man,