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 a prickly sensation on

tonight…” Eyes shut, Sabrina sleepily

she feared causing harm

hand halted, settling on her back. “Go to

seized her and tenderly whisked her away

in the bed. Only the faintly crumpled sheets remained as

had she given in to sleep

matter, though. She could still share

her morning hygiene routine, Sabrina navigated to the wardrobe, selecting a white suit for Tyrone. Considering the joyful news of her pregnancy, she opted for a red-striped tie, neatly

was back from his morning jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs, he dropped the papers in hand and

breakfast, Sabrina mustered up the courage, her voice filled with hope and happiness. “Tyrone, I’ve got