Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

This notion had never occurred to her. How could she possibly discern the identity of the puppeteer behind the captor?

Tyrone fell into a thoughtful silence and then, with a heavy heart, he disclosed, “It’s Larry…”

Sabrina lapsed into stunned silence.

Gazing at Tyrone in disbelief, she raised a skeptical eyebrow. “You must be mistaken, Tyrone.”

How could it be Larry?

Tyrone straightened his posture, locking eyes with Sabrina earnestly.

it was indeed Larry who surrendered.

gazed deeply into Tyrone’s eyes for

undeniable certainty washed over her. Tyrone’s sincerity was

her lips slightly parted, Sabrina inquired with a

could it be

tumultuous whirlwind of emotions, as if a bolt of

could Larry possibly be entangled in the sinister web of the kidnapping

that it was Larry who had proposed the idea of adopting her after her father’s demise rendered her an orphan. Larry had profusely expressed his gratitude to

assertion that the person who sent them abroad after that event had six fingers on his left hand. Coincidently, Larry‘s driver had six

failed to connect the

“Are you taken aback? I had the