Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“So, are you happier now?”
At that moment, Sabrina realized that Tyrone had taken her on this ride because he’d sensed her low spirits.
A warmth spread through her heart, and she couldn’t help but smile.
“Much better. Thank you.”
Her gratitude extended beyond the motorcycle ride, encompassing Tyrone’s afternoon visit to support her and Jennie.
Tyrone gazed at her, his eyes unwavering, as unspoken emotions passed between them.
On the other side of the river, the city lights illuminated the night.
Tyrone’s gaze was as clear as the flowing water, the brilliance casting his profile into sharp relief, enhancing its angular and
profound features.
For a fleeting moment, Sabrina found herself captivated by him, her attention wholly absorbed.
It was then that Tyrone broke the silence with a hushed suggestion, “If you really want to thank me, just give me a kiss.”
Sabrina was caught off guard, and in that instant, all the gratitude she had for him had swiftly dissipated.
Regaining her composure, she rolled her eyes at Tyrone and retorted, “You’re just daydreaming.”
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
With a swift turn, Sabrina continued her stroll along the riverbank.
Tyrone, however, couldn’t contain his smile and hastened to catch up with her.
The two walked in silence, enveloped by the gentle symphony of the wind, water, and distant whistles.
As the minutes passed, Sabrina’s racing thoughts gradually subsided.
Not far ahead, a figure materialized by the river’s edge.
As the footsteps grew nearer, the figure turned, disbelief flickering in his eyes. Tentatively, he called out, “Sabrina?”

Sabrina halted and approached the man.
“Trevor, it’s been a while. I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Trevor looked noticeably slimmer and more mature than she remembered.
As Trevor’s gaze shifted between Sabrina and Tyrone, a tinge of sadness welled up within him.
“It’s been a while. I come here occasionally.”
“Trevor, I’m sorry.” Sabrina’s expression turned somber as she spoke earnestly.