Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“It’s hers. If you doubt me, you can check the surveillance footage,” the waiter assured Kira, an eager glint in his eye.

Kira offered a cryptic smile in response, offering no further comment.

Instead, she retrieved a card from her pocket and handed it to the waiter. “No password required.”

With the glass bottle safely tucked into her pocket, Kira turned on her heel and left.

“Start the car first.” As Sabrina settled into the plush interior of the car, she addressed the driver, “Drive out and check if there’s a clinic nearby.”

The driver acknowledged her request with a nod, his hand reaching for the ignition to start the engine.

Despite the bustling atmosphere outside, Sabrina couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment. Today was a good day. The wedding celebration held a lot of people.

Due to the festivities, the streets were congested and crowded with numerous vehicles around the hotel.

slowly, along the crowded road as the car inched forward. They spent about ten minutes on

injuries. Her gaze lingered on the most severe wound situated on her shin. It prompted a faint crease in her

a dull ache manifested in her lower abdomen, causing beads of perspiration to dot her forehead.

weakly, leaning

course toward

concerned gaze, the doctor scrutinized her condition

was a very light flow, and it

just bleeding,

a moment of contemplation, Sabrina

love with