Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Suddenly, she felt herself being Lifted.

Half-awake, Sabrina detected a familiar scent mixed with a hint of alcohol. “Tyrone?” she murmured.

“Tt’s me,” Tyrone replied.

“Did you drink?” Sabrina asked.

“I drank a Little with my friend.”

The muffled sound of water cascading down in the bathroom filled the room. Sabrina grimaced, her rest disturbed.

Someone slid into the bed.

landed on her waist, its path trailing

Sabrina

within, she feared causing harm to their unborn

settling on her back. “Go

sleepiness seized her and tenderly whisked her away

her eyes, she discovered an empty space beside her in the bed. Only the faintly

Why had

though. She could still share the news with him

selecting a white suit for Tyrone. Considering the joyful news of her pregnancy, she opted for a red-striped tie, neatly placed on

jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he dropped the papers

courage, her voice filled with hope and happiness. “Tyrone, I’ve got