Scars Of A Broken Bond

Bradley, quick to regain his composure, cast aside the cup and hastened toward her. “Sabrina!”

Other members of the crew also rushed forward, offering their support to Sabrina, their voices filled with concern. “Are you injured?”

“Do you require an ambulance? Are you alright?” “Your arm appears to be hurt!” Sabrina’s heart raced and her complexion turned pallid.

She drew a deep breath and reassured them, “I’m fine. An ambulance isn’t necessary. It’s just a bruise.”

Fortunately, the last wire had broken the moment she touched down, causing her to lose her balance and land on a bolt buckle. This resulted in a bruised and slightly bleeding arm but the injury was not severe.

Promptly, a staff member retrieved the first aid kit.

comforting words and allowed Sabrina

they headed toward a nearby shed. Order was gradually restored among the

perplexed expression, observed her departure. He stroked his chin and inquired, “Why is she substituting for Galilea? They don’t bear any

on his face, Camden shared a knowing look with

story. She

Chavez?” Peter, who paid little attention to the news,

in and whispered to Peter, who

of water to her lips, and took a Long sip, her chest rising and falling with pronounced

staff retrieved the ointment and Bradley offered, “Allow me to assist