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 trailing a prickly sensation on

tonight…” Eyes shut, Sabrina

feared causing harm to their unborn

settling on

whisked her

morning arrived and Sabrina opened her eyes, she discovered an empty space beside her in the bed. Only the faintly crumpled sheets remained as evidence of his return

crept in. Why had

still share the news

her morning hygiene routine, Sabrina navigated to the wardrobe, selecting a white suit for Tyrone. Considering the joyful news

from his morning jog, lounging on the sofa in his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the stairs,

filled with hope and happiness. “Tyrone, I’ve