Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Mrs. Blakely, it’s time we headed back.” Evelyn had already vanished by the time Karen emerged, carrying a blanket and a thermos.

Sabrina’s crushed expression had seemingly brought Evelyn some twisted satisfaction, and she had left without further ado after accomplishing her goal.

Sabrina, on the other hand, sat motionless and speechless, her fists clenched tightly.

“Mrs. Blakely?” Karen prompted again, sensing her absence of response.

Rousing herself, Sabrina inhaled deeply, and with a nod of agreement, uttered, “Yes, let’s return home.”

A quick glance at Sabrina’s countenance suggested to Karen a shift from her prior state.

Back at their villa, Karen offered to assist Sabrina up the stairs.

choosing instead to slump on the couch. “I will

wishes, Karen returned to her tasks,

a black vehicle

his seat, rubbed his forehead with a hand bearing a watch, and withdrew the

room, where he discovered Sabrina draped in

keys onto the table and joined

here? Should

if she had only just noticed his presence, Sabrina shifted her gaze onto him. “You’ve returned. There’s something I need to question

fatigued. “What’s

did Grandpa meet his end?” Sabrina fixed her eyes on