Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina was waiting for her client in front of the City Hall at half past nine in the morning, her camera readily at hand.

The client arrived within two minutes, well on time. It was a round-faced girl who greeted Sabrina warmly with a bright smile.

After exchanging greetings, the shooting commenced.

The client was relaxed and cheery as she trusted Sabrina’s aesthetic and photographic prowess very much. Sabrina performed well and took many satisfactory photos, leading to a collaborative and enjoyable time.

At noon, following the successful shoot, the client invited Sabrina to a nearby restaurant on the square and enthusiastically introduced Sabrina to the specialties of the establishment.

The two sat by the window, chatting and enjoying the food.

Adjacent to the restaurant stood a large, bustling shopping mall that was teeming with people in the afternoon sun.

From where she was seated, Sabrina had a clear view of the mall’s entrance.

Halfway through lunch, Sabrina happened to glance out the window, and her gaze was unexpectedly drawn to a familiar figure. Lance?

man. He was in a dark shirt, meticulously groomed

second look and confirmed that it was

had come to

next, however, was a woman in a white dress who intimately clung

must have said, but the girl shook Lance’s arm as she

but the girl’s act of

had previously mentioned Lance

He had a girlfriend, yet he pestered Bettie.

talking, discreetly capturing a photo of Lance and

her direction. Swiftly, Sabrina

look down again, Lance had already

followed her gaze and glanced

smile. “No. I

you going to

not familiar.

and saying goodbye to the client, Sabrina took a taxi back to her apartment. On the way, she pulled out her phone and texted Bettie, “Has Lance been looking

Maybe because of the jet