Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Don’t mention it. It’s the least I could do,” Blayze replied politely. Observing Blayze‘s car as it drove away, Sabrina breathed a
sigh of relief.
The news that Blayze had delivered today felt like a miraculous revelation.
The lingering shadow that had cast a pall over her heart for the past two days was instantly dispelled.
She gracefully pivoted and made her way toward her car.
Suddenly, she stopped.
Kira materialized behind Sabrina, her countenance bearing a distinct air of unfriendliness.
Sabrina’s brow furrowed slightly, yet she maintained her courtesy. “Kira? Are you here for Lunch as well?”
Kira offered no response. Instead, she shifted her gaze past Sabrina and inquired in a hushed tone, “How did you become
acquainted with Blayze?”
Sabrina chose not to answer directly but posed a counter question, “What’s troubling you?”
“I ask you, how did you hook up with Blayze? Have you slept with him? Tell me!” Kira raised her voice as if she was interrogating
a criminal.
Sabrina’s patience wore thin. She shot Kira a frigid glare.
“Kira! My association with Blayze is a private matter! Unless you have something else to discuss, I shall take my leave.”
“Stop!” Kira commanded.
Sabrina continued walking.
In a warning tone, Kira cautioned, “Sabrina, I’m warning you. If you ever do anything to harm Tyrone, I won’t let you off Lightly!”
Sabrina felt perplexed, climbed into her car, and slammed the door shut.
Observing the departing vehicle, Kira clenched her fists in frustration.
Sabrina was beginning to remind Kira of Sabrina’s mother, a flighty, unpredictable bitch!

Disregarding Kira, Sabrina made her way directly to the Law enforcement station, her determined strides unswayed by any
distraction.
Galilea remained in detention.
The officer, with an air of authority, ushered Sabrina into an interrogation chamber. Seated across the table, Galilea remained
ensconced in a chair, her gaze fixed with a fiery intensity.
Upon the arrival of Sabrina, Galilea’s eyes locked onto her, a tempest of emotions simmering beneath the surface. Words
clamored at the tip of her tongue but the sight of the officer at Sabrina’s side compelled her to restrain herself.