Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina seemed equally confused. “You’re so handsome and wealthy.

Hasn’t anyone pursued you? Or is there someone you’re interested in?”

Just then, a knock sounded from the next room. Sabrina glanced behind Damon but saw nothing due to the screen.

She hadn’t heard any noise from that room before, assuming it had been unoccupied.

Damon noticed that the person in the neighboring room appeared even more disheartened.

He grinned and said, “No, I don’t wish to hold anyone back.”

do you mean by

value freedom. Stability in work or housing isn’t for me. I want to live life on my terms. To some, it might seem like I’m aimlessly wandering, accomplishing nothing. I know I won’t change, so I better

and chin resting on her hands, Sabrina gazed at

Crack.

from the

to do as you please. You don’t

sip of water, she added, “And you have a strong sense of justice. You helped me recover my wallet and don’t want to hold other girls back. Not all good-looking men think as

much credit,” Damon replied, his expression stiffening at the intensity

like

ran down his

assured him, but Damon

the waiter arrived with their