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.

half an hour, Sabrina

borrowed some money from a kind-hearted officer, hailed a taxi and

Karen was busy tidying up. When she saw Sabrina come back alone,

clothes in a disheveled state. Her elbows

tumble. I’ll just change and

fresh clothes, took a

she roused herself

her was tidy, indicating that

ID card, credit card, and phone number. She bought a new phone, installed her regularly used apps, and used her newly acquired number to log

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