Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“They can wait.
You can reply to them later. You should go and rest now.”
Sabrina had endured a terrifying and sleepless night in the human traffickers’ minibus the previous night.
Although she managed a few hours of rest on the journey home this afternoon, it wasn’t enough.
“Let me wrap this up. I’ll go to sleep after this,” Sabrina said, raising a finger.
Tyrone shook his head and smiled, handing the phone back to her.
Sabrina quickly typed a message to her assistant before putting away her phone and settling into bed. Covering herself with the
quilt, she affirmed, “Okay.”
“Go to sleep. I’ll be with you,” Tyrone assured her.
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“Okay.”
Sabrina nodded and closed her eyes, attempting to find rest.
But she couldn’t fall asleep.
The memories of the kidnapping haunted Sabrina, and she couldn’t shake off her unease. Feeling a lack of security, she opened
her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Tyrone asked.
“Can you check if the windows are closed and the door is Locked?”
Although Tyrone was aware that everything was shut and locked, he went to check for Sabrina’s peace of mind. Returning to the
room, he sat on the edge of the bed and gently took her hand.
“It’s okay.
Don’t worry. The floor is very high, and no one will come in. I’m here.”
His words and presence comforted Sabrina, allowing her to feel more at ease as she closed her eyes again.
She succumbed to her exhaustion and soon drifted into a deep sleep.
As the room filled with the sound of Sabrina’s steady breathing, Tyrone observed her serene expression with tenderness in his
eyes.
He slowly reached out and gently caressed her delicate features, lovingly tracing his finger along her eyebrows and cheeks.
Finally, she let her guard down around him.
She was willing to give him another chance.
Yet, Tyrone couldn’t shake the awareness that he might hurt her again.