Scars Of A Broken Bond

Despite her reluctance to forge a connection with Trevor, her willingness to delve into this case, and her readiness to assume the role of Galilea’s assistant in her quest for retribution over her father’s death, why had she suddenly chosen to notify the police late at night?

Was she not apprehensive that Galilea might decline to testify?

Arching an eyebrow, Sabrina retorted with a sneer, “What’s the matter? Are you concerned for her well-being? Do you sympathize with her?”

“You know that’s not what I meant.” hen what precisely did you mean?” jalilea and I are not what you assume…”

“You supported her and attended the event with her, didn’t you? How am I supposed to interpret that? Tyrone, have you forgotten the cause behind your grandpa‘s passing?” Sabrina challenged.

Tyrone found himself unable to articulate a response. “I had my reasons.”

reasons?” Observing Tyrone’s silence, Sabrina smiled knowingly. “I understand that you may have your constraints but you can‘t divulge

your grandpa’s death and let her out, I knew that you would soften your heart and reunite with her someday. Whether you seek justice

himself rendered

her disdainful gaze, drained the color from his face. “Revolting? Is that truly how you

graceful gesture, gently compressed her lips and clenched her

telling the truth? Why

actions have not only cast aspersions upon your connection with Galilea but have also cast a disparaging shadow over my character. Do you truly believe I would be ensnared in your ruse? No way! Regardless of your intentions,

Sabrina’s tone was icy.

the veins on his forehead to strain under the pressure of his emotions. He inquired, his words charged with frustration, “What is it that you

discern your desires? Only you