Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

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Or, it was a step backward, and she would actually disappear from his world.

When Tyrone was running out of options, he opted to take the riskier path. But when things were

looking up for him, he didn’t take any chances.

So while his desire was not completely assuaged, he didn’t take advantage of her.

Tyrone got out of bed, found a clean blanket from the cabinet and wrapped her up. Then he carried her

to the sofa and cleaned the bed.

The sheets and quilts were all wet, and there were certain traces on the mattress that he couldn’t clean

off. Tyrone finally gave up on cleaning.

Karen and Jennie were asleep at this time.

Tyrone carried Sabrina to the bathroom and washed her body briefly.

Then he wrapped her up in the blanket once again and took her to the guest room.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

When Tyrone arose in the morning, Sabrina was deeply asleep.

Karen, amidst tidying Jennie’s toys, saw Tyrone emerging from the guest room. Her assumption was

that he had tended to Sabrina till the midnight hour, then sought respite in the guest quarters.

Tyrone commanded Karen, “Have someone remove the bedclothes and quilts from my room today.”

Karen was puzzled, yet before she could voice her query, Tyrone clarified, “Some drink has been

spilled on the bedding.”

“Understood, sir,” Karen agreed, pondering the wastage of the fine materials if discarded, resolving to

launder and salvage them.

Tyrone, being magnanimous, had to discard things that still held value. Karen always collected them,

intending to restore them at home.

“Moreover, refrain from rousing her for breakfast. Let her sleep a while Longer,” instructed Tyrone.

“Okay. Karen nodded, assuming Sabrina had a fever, and committed to letting her sleep undisturbed,

even without Tyrone’s directive.

On weekends, Jennie was exempt from school. When she got up, Karen was bustling in the kitchen,

preparing breakfast.

Making her way to freshen up, Jennie asked Tyrone, “Tyrone, have your suitcase been delivered to

here now?”

Tyrone was stunned.

His suitcase had been in the trunk of the car all the time. After Tyrone got off the car with Sabrina, the

driver forgot to help him bring it up.

“Yes. It’s downstairs currently. I’ll fetch it.”

“Great!”

Tyrone took the key, exited, and descended to the underground garage.

As Jennie was washing her face in the bathroom, the doorbell rang.