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.

her waist, its path

Sabrina sleepily

within, she feared causing harm

settling on her back. “Go to

sleepiness seized her and tenderly whisked her away into a peaceful

beside her in the bed. Only the faintly crumpled

Why had

She could still share the news

selecting a white suit for Tyrone. Considering the joyful news of her pregnancy, she opted for a

from his morning jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he dropped the papers in hand and suggested, “Time for

mustered up the courage, her voice filled with hope and