Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Tyrone pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on Sabrina through the rearview mirror. He clenched his teeth and asked, “It has nothing to
do with me?”
He had given her the opportunity to turn to him for his help, but it seemed she preferred to hide the issue from him and carry the
risk of retaliation.
Did she find him that untrustworthy to confide in?
Why was she not valuing her own safety?
Sabrina raised her head, noticing the anger in his eyes, but she couldn’t comprehend the reason behind it. “It’s my own
business. And how did you find out I was investigating the kidnapping case? Did you investigate me again? I still haven’t settled
accounts with you for following me to Orden.
Sabrina’s righteous anger flared, and Tyrone was incensed. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, the veins on the back of his
hand becoming pronounced. “I investigated you because you were being threatened. I followed you to Orden because you were
injured the night before, and I genuinely cared about your well-being. You might find it hard to believe, but I just want to help
you!”
Sabrina wore a gentle smile as she addressed him, “Tyrone, your concern and your offer of assistance have a purpose and
require reciprocation. I can‘t provide the kind of return you’re seeking, so I must decline your help.”
Tyrone gazed at Sabrina with a trace of bitterness in his voice, “Is that how you perceive me?”
She suspected that his willingness to help was driven by a desire to manipulate her into being with him.
Consequently, she would rather seek revenge alone and even risk her life, which likely led to a similar fate to Connor’s, than be
with him, wouldn’t she?
Sabrina inquired, “Am I wrong?”
Tyrone responded with silence, his eyes filled with gloom.
The atmosphere inside the car immediately became tense, and the air grew heavy.
With her hands tucked into her pockets, Sabrina leaned against the back of the seat and gazed out of the window, refraining
from speaking.

Upon arriving at the entrance gate of the community, Tyrone brought the car to a halt and silently observed her through the
rearview mirror.
Sabrina attempted to push the door open, but it remained locked. She turned to meet his gaze in the mirror, ignoring the
emotions she saw in his eyes. She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Could you please unlock the door?”
Tyrone let out a bitter laugh and unlocked the central lock. Without uttering a word, Sabrina pushed the door open, exited the car,
and entered the community.
Tyrone’s gaze remained fixed on her retreating figure until she vanished around the corner.
He then shifted his attention, staring into the empty space before suddenly striking the steering wheel with his fist.
When Sabrina reached home, Bettie was still awake. Upon seeing Sabrina, Bettie inquired, “Did you drop Jennie off at home?”