Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Jennie sulked. “Neither. I’m reluctant to make a choice, though I realize it’s not feasible...” ©
Sabrina playfully pinched her cheek. As Sabrina and Jennie engaged in conversation, Tyrone presented Jennie’s identity
information, nationality change application, and other pertinent documents to the reception personnel. They were instructed to
wait momentarily, after which the staff departed with the paperwork in hand.
The reception room now housed just them three.
Seated beside Sabrina, Jennie animatedly recounted her observations at the two kindergartens while gesturing with enthusiasm.
Sabrina lent an attentive ear.
Tyrone’s gaze fixed upon Sabrina with a complex blend of emotions as he scrutinized her from top to bottom,
Until now, she had only occasionally met his eyes
Sabrina turned to Jennie and remarked, “Once you’re enrolled in the school, if you ever miss me, give me a call and I‘11 pick you
up in the evenings, alright?”
Jennie clung to Sabrina’s arm and cast a fleeting glance at Tyrone. “Can’t I stay with Sabrina?”
“Ouch...” Jennie had inadvertently pressed against Sabrina’s arm injury. Sabrina winced and took a deep breath.
Concerned, Jennie immediately released her grip and inquired, “Sabrina, what happened to your arm?”
“It’s nothing serious. Just a bruise.”
Tyrone couldn’t help but emit a bitter Laugh.
Thankfully, the last wire had snapped when she touched down. Had the last wire broken earlier, she might have plunged from the
heights. Yet, she merely claimed to have incurred a “bruise.”
His laughter bore a subtle tinge of derision. Sabrina arched an elegant eyebrow, fixing her gaze upon him. “What amuses you
so?”
“Why do you think? Do you think Galilea will help you if you tolerate her?”

He laughed at her apparent foolishness.
Deep down, she knew he’d come to her aid at her beck and call. However, she staunchly refused.
She remained resolute in her decision to serve as Galilea’s assistant and shoulder the hardships. What kind of a simpleton was
she?
Yet, he admired her, this unwavering simpleton