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.

waist, its path trailing a prickly

Sabrina sleepily

feared causing

halted, settling on her back. “Go to

whisked her away into

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

annoyance crept in. Why had

though. She could still share the news

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

his pajamas. Noticing Sabrina descending the

up the courage, her voice filled with hope and happiness. “Tyrone,