Scars Of A Broken Bond

The reply “no” echoed in her mind, creating suspicion and fueling her growing skepticism.

She wondered if it really was Damon’s friend.

Why would Damon’s friend answer his messages for him?

Damon’s friend…

Doubt gnawed at her, casting a shadow over her perception. Suddenly, a particular man flashed into her mind.

She let out a self-mocking laugh and shook her head. Why was she allowing her thoughts to drift in that direction again?

“Sabrina, weren’t you feeling tired? Why aren’t you in your room resting?” Bettie’s voice interrupted her thoughts as she and Aylin ascended the stairs.

I stepped out for some fresh air,” Sabrina replied, masking

didn’t she open the window then? She

expression tinged with suspicion. She

name “Damon” from Bettie’s sharp eyes, but it was too

caught a glimpse

curled on Bettie’s lips as she teased, “Ah, chatting with Damon, are we?

“It’s not what you’re thinking.

as wealthy as Tyrone, but he’s tall and handsome. You could give it

playful remarks bordered

you think. I feel like