Scars Of A Broken Bond

She asked casually, and the man answered, “The furnishing is almost complete. We’re simply making a few adjustments. It should be finished within a matter of days.”

Sabrina couldn’t help but smile, her spirits lifted by the news.

In the morning, Jennie enjoyed a harmonious rapport with her fellow classmates.

Seated at the garden’s edge, Jennie regaled Sabrina with tales of her kindergarten adventures during the meal.

After Jennie finished, Sabrina packed up the lunchbox and handed Jennie another container, which was filled with delectable doughnuts that she had prepared earlier.

“It’s time for class. Return to your classroom and I will pick you up after school.”

“Alright !”

Jennie returned to the classroom, her desk mate, observing the scene outside, inquired with curiosity, “Is that your mother

hesitated

with an admiring smile,

shared

mate took a bite of the doughnut and inquired, “Did your mother cook these herself? Yummy! You’re

pride as she responded, “Absolutely, my mommy

your mother do? Doesn’t she have to go

and then replied, “Well… My mommy is a photographer. She doesn’t have a fixed work schedule. She took some photos of me and posted them online. Someone contacted her and wanted me to be a model in children’s clothes!” Jennie shared, brimming with

term “mommy” had initially felt somewhat awkward on Jennie’s Lips, but as she continued to speak,