Scars Of A Broken Bond

Shirley felt a dull, searing pain in her belly. But that was her secret, and she kept it to herself.

“Then you’d better go home and get some rest.”

“Okay.”

Upon returning home, Shirley quickly took out the medicine the doctor prescribed her. She shook out a few pills into her palm and tilted her head back to swallow them. Then, she lay on the bed, gently touching her belly, and drifted into an unconscious slumber.

It wasn’t until six o’clock in the evening, when her father called her for dinner, that Shirley woke up.

Feeling the pain in her belly had subsided, Shirley sighed in relief.

Around 10 o’clock on the seventh of June, Sabrina arrived at Mathias International Airport carrying a suitcase.

came to

flight was scheduled to depart at 11:30, make two transfers, and arrive at Philade after

her luggage. They navigated

eleven o’clock, the passengers lined up at the boarding gate, ready to check their tickets

several months, which weighed heavily on her. Bettie embraced Sabrina tightly, her voice trembling as she said, “When you get there, make sure to call me often. And if things aren’t going well, please

“Will do,” Sabrina assured.

Sabrina’s nose. “Why don’t you come

challenging times, Bettie consistently supported and encouraged Sabrina. Although Sabrina was typically reserved and had never verbally expressed her gratitude for Bettie, in her heart, she always

part ways approached, Sabrina’s heart ached at

for my mother, I would be going with you, but she needs me here.” Her mother only had her to rely on. She couldn’t leave her