Scars Of A Broken Bond

Wearing a graceful smile, Galilea leaned against the handrail and locked eyes with Sabrina. It was almost as if she had been intentionally waiting for her. “So, I was right after all. It was your car that I saw.”

Sabrina paused momentarily, then resumed her ascent up the stairs.

“What’s the matter? Were you standing there expecting me to engage in conversation?”

“Of course not,” Galilea replied with a sly grin. A hint of malice flickered in her eyes. “I just want to give you a special gift.”

Without warning, she suddenly shoved Sabrina with all her might.

“Argh!”

as she tumbled down the stairs, her body hitting each step

felt a wave

she slowly regained consciousness, Sabrina was sprawled on the floor, her head throbbing with pain. The world spun around

she opened her eyes, she glanced up the stairs in a

tried to sit up, feeling a sharp

seemed to throb with the most intense pain. Without thinking, she reached up to touch the wound and winced at the sharp pain

alright?” A waiter appeared at her side, concern etched on his face. “Please sit down over here. I’ll fetch the first-aid kit. Do you need me to

through her right ankle, causing her to gasp in agony. She glanced at her watch and realized with a sinking feeling that

you have any

didn’t want to risk missing her appointment with the victim and was afraid she

get some for you right away.” He hurried