Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina found herself taken aback, her eyes traveling up and down the woman’s figure before she posed the question, “Are you his parent?”

With a touch of urgency, she continued, “Your timely appearance is rather fortunate. It seems your child has inadvertently sent mine tumbling from the slide. Might I kindly request an apology?”

In response, the woman shot Sabrina a skeptical glance and retorted.

“Why should I take your word for it? There are so many children here.”

Sabrina didn’t miss a beat and firmly stated, “He’s already admitted.

The woman turned to her son, a condescending air in her voice as she remarked, “Well, he’s just a child. He might be saying it out of fear.”

Sabrina, undeterred, suggested, “If you doubt my word, we can head to the monitoring room and check the surveillance video.”

responded with exasperation,

your daughter seems fine. Are you trying

boy was decked out in designer clothing, Sabrina and Jennie were no less well-dressed. The

one’s actions, especially when it came to acknowledging unintended harm caused to

was a futile endeavor, and there was no hope

her phone and placed a call to

she awaited the police’s response, Sabrina’s mind drifted back to her formative years in the countryside, under the care of

the notion that there was no need to complicate matters. Whenever Sabrina encountered adversity at school, her grandparents, in their wisdom, encouraged her to endure

those moments, she had yearned for someone to

she was resolute