Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Keilani pretended to rummage through her bag as if wanting to touch up her makeup. In a well-devised mishap, she lost her balance and dropped her lipstick right by Tyrone’s feet.

“Hey, could you help me pick that up?” she implored, finally drawing Tyrone’s gaze away from his work, his brow furrowing slightly.

Tyrone scowled when he saw it was Keilani.

Keilani pretended to be surprised.

“It’s you? Well… Can you help me pick up the lipstick?”

picked up the lipstick and handed it to Keilani before returning to his

said, disheartened by his aloofness. She hoped he would be nice to her and didn’t want him

wanted to clarify. I’m here to visit family. I didn’t expect

Keilani finished her words, she sneaked a glance at Tyrone’s reaction from the corner of her eye, eagerly awaiting

cabin was as quiet as a tomb, save for the plane’s roar. Occasional noises drifted,

he didn’t hear Keilani. He remained stoic, engrossed

misconstrue Keilani, but he also

turned red. A tinge of embarrassment

gaze, stifling a scoff internally. Had Tyrone known who her

all, her uncle

Group wielded immense power with numerous overseas

eyes, he adjusted his seat, draping himself