Scars Of A Broken Bond

Carefully sifting through her Luggage, Sabrina took the time to neatly stow away all her clothes and belongings. She was left with only her father’s possessions to sort out.

With Christmas behind her, another year passed.

Another year without her father by her side…

The truck driver responsible for the tragic collision had been released from prison, enjoying a life of comfort and even having the resources to travel abroad.

The harsh reality was that Sabrina and her father would never again have the opportunity to share each other’s company. He had been tragically taken from her prematurely.

The mere thought filled Sabrina with overwhelming sorrow and despair

opened her father’s notebook. The corners of the pages had started to age, with mottled patches of yellow and brown. She turned each page slowly, feeling a sense of familiarity as she read her father’s handwriting, which she had touched

photo slipped out between the pages and

photo appeared to be connected to a

and briefly glanced at it before tucking it

of realization, something flashed

quickly retrieved the photo

photo, Sabrina noticed

had strategically positioned themselves behind a pillar to remain concealed. The

profile visible and

the distant perspective, the facial features weren’t entirely clear