Scars Of A Broken Bond

Jennie sulked. “Neither. I’m reluctant to make a choice, though I realize it’s not feasible…” ©

Sabrina playfully pinched her cheek. As Sabrina and Jennie engaged in conversation, Tyrone presented Jennie’s identity information, nationality change application, and other pertinent documents to the reception personnel. They were instructed to wait momentarily, after which the staff departed with the paperwork in hand.

The reception room now housed just them three.

Seated beside Sabrina, Jennie animatedly recounted her observations at the two kindergartens while gesturing with enthusiasm.

Sabrina lent an attentive ear.

Tyrone’s gaze fixed upon Sabrina with a complex blend of emotions as he scrutinized her from top to bottom,

now, she had only occasionally met his

enrolled in the school, if you ever miss me,

clung to Sabrina’s arm and cast a fleeting glance at

had inadvertently pressed against Sabrina’s arm injury. Sabrina winced and

Jennie immediately released her grip and inquired, “Sabrina, what

nothing serious. Just a

but emit a

Had the last wire broken earlier, she might have plunged from the heights. Yet, she merely claimed to have incurred

an elegant eyebrow, fixing