Scars Of A Broken Bond

Yes, her resolve was indomitable.

Her focus had never wavered. She delved into her studies, work, Life, love, and cherished memories with relentless dedication.

She had pursued justice for her father tenaciously, even though a decade had passed since Connor’s tragic demise and her quest for vengeance might ultimately lead her down a similar perilous path as Connor’s.

After concluding the call, Tyrone walked outside, seeking solace in the quietude as he indulged in a contemplative cigarette.

Meanwhile, Sabrina and Jennie engaged in a spirited discussion about the peculiar sideways movement of crabs.

an affectionate gaze upon Sabrina’s profile, harbored a maelstrom

the dinner’s end, exhaustion overwhelmed Jennie, her

her in

p.m. The neon Lights outside cast a hazy glow through the car window, while the occasional car

Tyrone and Sabrina, disrupted only by the rhythmic cadence of their

subdued tone, Tyrone ventured to ask,

directly but instead posed her own question, “I recall aunt mentioning her intent to take Jennie back after our excursion. What

she may

Tyrone assured. Glancing at Sabrina through the rearview mirror, he pressed, “But