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.

Sabrina declined, choosing instead to slump on the couch. “I

Karen returned to her tasks, leaving Sabrina to

three in the afternoon, a black vehicle pulled into the villa’s

his seat, rubbed his forehead with a

where he discovered Sabrina draped in a blanket, gazing

keys onto the table

here? Should I accompany you

if she had only just noticed his presence, Sabrina shifted her gaze onto him. “You’ve returned.

fatigued.

Sabrina fixed her eyes