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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Thankfully, you acquired the information and parted ways with Trevor. But have you pondered the alternatives if things don’t
unfold favorably?”
“Then I’ll endeavor to find an alternative path...”
Her voice gradually descended into a hushed whisper, her head tilting upward cautiously, locking eyes with Tyrone. The
concluding words hung in the air, dissolving into an uneasy silence.
Tyrone, wearing a stern countenance, remarked, “Hmm, I recall a night when you professed a deep affection for Trevor and
implored me to cease my advances, do you not?”
A crimson hue crept across Sabrina’s face. She blinked in an attempt to concoct an explanation.
“Well... I was apprehensive of arousing suspicion, so I had to maintain the facade...”
“You also asserted that you would make good use of the money I gave you to support him and advised me not to take myself too
seriously.”
Her fabrication stood exposed.
In this very moment, Sabrina wished fervently for an escape route, a crevice to conceal herself.
“It was all in jest... A harmless jest.”
“Indeed, you’ve already obtained the information you desired to know about. Yet, on New Year’s Eve, I implored you to part ways
with Trevor but you remained obstinate. Had I not resorted to threats and enticements, you might have still...”
Sabrina blushed deeply, unable to meet his gaze. She sought refuge in her defense, stammering, “No... I had intended to end it
with him back then but you arrived so suddenly...”
“Did you then have a change of heart? Sabrina, did you deliberately use him as a means to vex me?”
Sabrina abruptly fell silent.
She had inadvertently spilled the truth.
Shaking her head vigorously, she disavowed, “No, that’s not the case...”

Her intentions had not been to incite his anger. She had merely sought to employ Trevor as a pretext, hoping to compel Tyrone
to withdraw.
“Interesting.” A wry chuckle escaped Tyrone’s lips.
He gazed at her with an inscrutable expression.
The intensity of his stare struck Sabrina with a sense of foreboding.
The weight of it all proved overwhelmingly disheartening.
Clearing her throat delicately, Sabrina skillfully transitioned to a different subject.

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