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.

later, overwhelmed by

she was fully asleep,

could fully grasp the idea, she fell

the time Sabrina woke up the next day, she had already forgotten

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

likely swamped at that moment or was communicating with the actor about the photos because

purse and went out for

man who drove her noisy neighbor away flashed through Sabrina’s mind. She was somewhat certain about it. However, she needed to

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

pleasantries with the policeman, she asked, “Is Tom a man from