Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 157

Chapter: 157

“We’re sorry, Grandpa. We have disappointed you.” Sabrina’s vision blurred as tears

welled up in her eyes again.

“Sabrina, don’t cry. You always appear to be the bravest, but in reality, you’re a timid girl.”

Cesar was right. She truly possessed a timid nature, and not only that, she harbored

feelings of self-deprecation and sensitivity. She lacked the courage to reveal her love for

Tyrone to him.

She feared the potential ridicule and rejection that could come with expressing her

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feelings, and she was haunted by the fear of loss. As a result, she adopted an indifferent

facade, believing that this was the only way to shield herself from getting hurt.

She appeared indifferent towards everything because, in her eyes, she had nothing to hold

on to.

“Tyrone, I know you have feelings for Galilea Clifford. I can’t let my selfishness destroy

your life. Promise me one thing, though.”

“Grandpa, I promise. As long as it’s something I can do, I’LL promise,”

Tyrone responded earnestly.

“I want you and Sabrina to get along well with each other. After I’m gone, if you still decide

to part ways, your grandmother won’t interfere. Can you promise me that?”

After a moment of silence, Tyrone nodded at the sobbing Sabrina. “I promise you. I’ll make

it work with Sabrina.”

“And what about you, Sabrina?”

“I promise too.”

“Good. Now, I feel at peace.” Cesar sighed in relief. “You both must be tired. I’ve kept you

awake. You should get some rest. I’m feeling a bit weary too.”

He had just woken up from surgery, and talking this much had been a significant exertion.

“Grandpa, rest. I’ll stay here until you’re asleep.”

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“That’s my girl.”

Shortly after, Cesar drifted off to sleep.

Tyrone signaled Sabrina, who hadn’t noticed his gesture.

He tapped her shoulder and motioned to the door.

Sabrina got up slowly, trailing behind Tyrone to the door.

“You should rest now, Sabrina,” Tyrone suggested in a hushed voice.

“What about you?” Sabrina questioned, looking at his weary face. “Don’t you need to

sleep?”

“I called Larry. He’ll be here soon. I’ll rest when he arrives.”

“Alright then. I’ll go now.”