Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Okay,” the editor-in-chief agreed.

Next, the agent provided Sabrina with instructions on what changes she needed to make. Sabrina recorded it on her phone.

Over the next few days, her only task was to edit and tweak the twelve photos until both the agent and actor were satisfied.

Sabrina added the agent’s phone number to her contacts so that she could keep in touch with him.

When Sabrina got home, she powered on her laptop and started to edit the photos.

She only took a break around dinner time. After having dinner, she continued with her work. She was so busy she didn’t have the time to think of anything else.

At eleven o’clock in the evening, Sabrina had called it a day and was lying in bed. She was not sleepy yet, so her thoughts drifted to the man who chased her next-door neighbor away. She wondered who the man was.

by exhaustion, Sabrina fell

before she was fully asleep, an idea

before she could fully grasp the

woke up the next day, she had already forgotten the idea she had the

editing the photos per the agent’s request and sent them to him. All she had

communicating with the actor about the photos because he did not respond to Sabrina’s

purse and went

another idea about the man who drove her noisy neighbor away flashed through Sabrina’s mind. She was somewhat certain about it. However, she needed to go to the police station to confirm

dinner, Sabrina made her way to the police station. The

she asked, “Is Tom a