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.

on the couch. “I will wait for

to her tasks, leaving Sabrina to

three in the afternoon, a black vehicle pulled into the

his seat, rubbed his forehead with a hand bearing a watch,

the vehicle and strolled into the living room, where he discovered Sabrina draped in a blanket,

onto the table and joined

here? Should I accompany

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

appeared fatigued.

meet his end?” Sabrina