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.

Angela’s Library

When she had finally begun

that his feelings for her were nonexistent. Her hopes for reconciliation were nothing but wishful thinking.

to admit this

exclaimed, “Damn it! Tyrone has crossed a

on a bet… What a

made it worse was the timing. When Sabrina had just lost their child, spiraling into depression in the aftermath, Tyrone was off making bets

the consequences

did he not care at all about Sabrina’s well-being and life? Perhaps it was

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

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

off the bed which led

cold-hearted. How could Sabrina possibly see through a vicious and sophisticated man like

“Sabrina, you had seen the truth this

replied, her

Tyrone was far from a good man,