Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone said anxiously, “I can let others justify my explanation.”

“How do I know you haven’t bought them off?” Smiling faintly, Sabrina added, “Tyrone, if you have nothing else to tell me, I’m leaving now.”

Seeing that the car she ordered was parked on the side of the road, Sabrina bypassed Tyrone and walked to the car. Then she opened the door and got into the car.

Tyrone was so shocked by her cold dismissal that it took him a while to snap out of it. By the time he tried to catch up to her, he only saw the tail end of the car as it merged with traffic.

He stood there, holding a bouquet of flowers, his expression filled with disappointment and a sense of solitude.

The way Sabrina looked at him filled Tyrone with a deep sadness. He was aware that he was the one who shattered Sabrina’s heart first.

He had deceived her repeatedly.

resolve. He let her down and drove her away. It was understandable that

how long it took him to convince her of his sincerity or what obstacles he had to face. The only thing he knew for certainty was that at the end of the

hunched figure in the rearview mirror,

that day in the Blakely Group.

into

usual. She grabbed two slices of bread and headed out

the apartment building, a car pulled

quickly rolled down the car window and offered, “Sabrina, I

trying to get at, Tyrone? Just so you know, there is no way I

you’re upset and I regret keeping the truth from you. But I want you to know