Scars Of A Broken Bond

Should she chase after the criminal or scream for help?

The thief was long gone.

Sabrina found herself in a state of uncertainty. She numbly ambled forward, only to discover that her phone and wallet had vanished with her bag. She couldn’t make it home.

Eventually, it dawned on Sabrina that she could reach out to law enforcement.

She stopped a stranger and inquired, “Excuse me, could you tell me where the closest police station is?”

“Ah, it’s quite far. You’d need to go three blocks down this way, keep moving and make a turn… Well, if you get lost somewhere, don’t hesitate to ask others.”

“Alright, thank you.” Sabrina continued her journey.

an hour, Sabrina finally spotted the police

from a

tidying up. When she saw Sabrina come back alone, she questioned, “Mrs. Blakely. What

a disheveled state. Her elbows and

took a tumble. I’ll just change and

stairs, changed into fresh clothes, took a shower,

morning, she roused herself

bed next to her was tidy, indicating that no one had

asked for leave using her home computer, then made her way to the police station, bank, city hall to retrieve her ID card, credit card, and phone number. She bought a new

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