Scars Of A Broken Bond

After reading the message, Sabrina retrieved her luggage from the baggage claims area, cleared customs, and dialed Collen’s number.

After Sabrina updated Collen on her location, Collen asked her to stay put as he quickly came to find her.

With her suitcase at her feet, Sabrina took in her surroundings.

The area felt deserted, with people departing soon after retrieving their luggage. In the near distance, KFC still operated, with only a handful of patrons lingering.

About ten minutes later, a tall young man in a black windbreaker caught Sabrina’s attention. As he approached, he stopped and asked, “Sabrina?”

“Mr. Hilton?”

Once they confirmed each other’s identities, Collen took Sabrina’s suitcase, saying, “Here, let me help you. We’ll go this way. It’s closer.”

“Okay,” Sabrina said as she followed him out. “Thank you for picking me up this late at night.”

and noticed an ear stud in his left ear. He had the top button of his shirt undone, and she could see the faint

country is like family here. If you

a sense of camaraderie among fellow citizens who settled in Philade. This amity led to the spontaneous formation of an association, where mutual assistance

polite with you,” Sabrina said, smiling and feeling at

concerned that someone might try to mislead her because

Call me then. By the way, are you here to continue

“Work.”

“What sort of job?”

“I’m a photographer.”

patting his forehead. “I forgot. Blayze told me that you were his student. Did you know one of his friends has a photography

“Yes, Blayze mentioned that.”

the guests in the West University District are young and friendly. Many of

I’ll try there first.” Sabrina nodded