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?”

and handed it to Keilani before returning to his task. He treated Keilani as though she

his aloofness. She hoped he would be nice to her and

to clarify. I’m here to visit family. I didn’t expect to see you,” she quickly added, hoping to

a glance at Tyrone’s

quiet as a tomb, save for the plane’s roar. Occasional noises drifted, including some dozing passengers‘ snores, the

didn’t hear

did Tyrone not misconstrue Keilani, but he also wasn’t bothered by her unexpected presence on the

red. A tinge of

who her uncle was, he wouldn’t have dared

her uncle was

the Blakely Group wielded immense power with numerous overseas branches, respect was

laptop. Rubbing his weary eyes, he adjusted his seat, draping himself with a thin blanket, and settled