Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 563
Could it have been Bradley, the man Sabrina considered relocating abroad with?
Had they already built a life together abroad?
Could this all have started during her third year at university?
His heart was a nest of vipers, jealousy’s venom threatening to poison his sanity.
Kylan, positioned against the ward’s wall, attentively eavesdropped.
Inside, the ward was eerily silent as if there was no one inside.
Surely Tyrone was lost in past memories, trying to swallow his pain.
Bang!
Suddenly, the silence shattered. A resounding bang reverberated, and Kylan’s body jolted.
Suddenly, the air was filled with crackling noises
He could hear the thumping sound of the table falling down, the sliding sound of the sofa shifting, the sharp and piercing sound
of the glasses hitting the floor, and the clang of something else falling to the floor.
Kylan shuddered with dread, relieved that he wasn’t in there with Tyrone.
He could only imagine Tyrone’s fury, the havoc wrought within the ward.
Then, quiet reigned once more.
Finally, Tyrone’s voice, ragged and worn, called from within. “You can leave now.”
Even in its calm, Kylan could detect the subtle exhaustion and bitterness lacing each word.
He glanced at his phone. It was eleven in the evening.
It was evident that a restful night was out of the question for Tyrone.

The following morning, Kylan returned to the ward.
He was greeted by a thick fog of smoke and a room turned upside-down.
Tyrone was in the same position as the day prior, the evidence of a restless night scattered around him-overturned furniture, a
carpet of cigarette butts, a heavy coat of ash on the floor.
Tyrone lounged in the armchair, crossing his legs and resting his arms on the armrest. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, and
dark circles marred the skin under his eyes.
Tyrone appeared to be in the exact same position as when he left yesterday.
A thick layer of cigarette ash covered the floor before him.