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!”

out a shriek of surprise as she tumbled down the stairs, her body

a wave of dizziness

floor, her head throbbing with pain. The world spun around her, and she struggled to focus

up the stairs in a daze, but

feeling a sharp ache

with the most intense pain. Without thinking, she reached up to touch the wound and winced at the sharp pain that shot through her. Glancing down at her fingers, she saw they were stained

his face. “Please sit down over here. I’ll fetch the first-aid kit. Do you need me to call

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

you have

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

for you right away.” He hurried