Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

This was a scenario she had yearned for time and time again. In days past, she would have gone to any lengths for such a
moment.
But now, she felt indifferent.
Tyrone wouldn’t reciprocate her feelings and she was done playing the fool.
“After the baby is born, you’re welcome to visit often.”
Tyrone, taken aback, looked up at Sabrina, his eyes filled with confusion. “What do you mean? Are you still intending to divorce
me after our baby is born?”
Before Sabrina could respond, Tyrone rose to his feet. “You’re planning for Bradley to play the role of the father to my child,

aren’t you?”
“What does Bradley have to do with anything? I am capable of raising my child on my own.”
“So you want our child to end up like you? Raised in a single-parent household, never knowing their father?” Tyrone posed the
question.
A pang of sadness struck Sabrina, her face paling.
“Or perhaps you want to find a stepfather for them? Without the bond of blood, how much could he possibly love our child?”
Tyrone’s words bore into her, his gaze intense.
Deflated, Sabrina responded, “So your decision to not divorce me is solely because of our child? If that’s the case, you can
assume custody when he’s older.”
Tyrone’s expression shifted, his countenance turning stormy. “You’re so desperate to divorce me that you’d forsake our child? Do
you despise me that much?” @
“Yes.” Sabrina admitted, avoiding his gaze. “I do despise you. And you feel no love for me. Why should we remain shackled to
one another? Even if we’re divorced, we can still care for our child.”
“Sabrina!” Tyrone seized her hand, his voice firm. “I need you to understand that I love you. I’m deeply in love with you. I have no
desire for a divorce.”

Looking up, Sabrina met his gaze, a touch of scorn visible in her eyes.
“When did you start to love me?”
“Long ago.”
“Then why did you propose a divorce earlier?”
“Tr!
Words stuck in Tyrone’s throat as he took in the cynicism in her eyes.
“Stop lying to yourself, Tyrone. You feel obligated towards me. There’s no need to compel yourself because of our child. After we
part ways, you can visit and make sure the baby knows you love them. That’s enough.”
“I’m not lying to myself.” Tyrone forced a smile, realizing for the first time the repercussions of his past actions.
It was Likely she would dismiss anything he said now.
If he confessed his love was a recent development, she’d question his swift change of heart.