Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina seemed equally confused. “You’re so handsome and wealthy.

Hasn’t anyone pursued you? Or is there someone you’re interested in?”

Just then, a knock sounded from the next room. Sabrina glanced behind Damon but saw nothing due to the screen.

She hadn’t heard any noise from that room before, assuming it had been unoccupied.

Damon noticed that the person in the neighboring room appeared even more disheartened.

He grinned and said, “No, I don’t wish to hold anyone back.”

“What do you mean by that?”

value freedom. Stability in work or housing isn’t for me. I want to live life on my terms. To some, it might seem like I’m aimlessly wandering,

propped on the table and chin resting on her hands, Sabrina gazed at Damon with admiration.

Crack.

sudden sound from the next room

and constrained. I envy your freedom to do as you please. You don’t worry about what others think and have the bravery to

sip of water, she added, “And you have a strong sense of justice. You helped me recover my wallet and don’t want to hold other girls back. Not all good-looking men think as you

really. You’re giving me too much credit,” Damon replied, his expression stiffening at the

like him?

chill ran

truth,” she assured him, but Damon was at a loss for