Scars Of A Broken Bond

Drawing nearer, he spotted three men in casual clothes intimidating a young lady.

The woman’s attire was disheveled, and she trembled in fear, huddled against the side as tears streamed down her face.

On hearing Trevor, she lifted her face. Recognition sparked in her eyes, and for a brief moment, hope flared.

One of the men sized up Trevor. “You brat! Listen, kid, you’re in over your head. Keep out of this!”

Trevor shook his phone and didn’t flinch. “If you’re smart enough, get out of here. The cops are on their way.”

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances. “Ha! You have poor judgment! Go to hell!”

at Trevor. Despite his valiant effort against the three, they soon overpowered

lady tried to intervene but was met with a flurry of kicks One of the assailants paused. “Enough. Cops will be here any

Time to go.”

“Run!”

in

from his attire, he reached out to assist the girl. “Are you okay? Let’s get up.

he could complete his sentence, the girl

no other option, Trevor lifted her and started making his way

at her face, recognition hit him. It was

the mall, and then he met her two times near the company. They were all brushed past, but he remembered