Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

After ending the call, Sabrina placed her phone on the table, sank back into the sofa, and shut her eyes, her thoughts in turmoil.

Sabrina asked herself whether she had feelings for Tyrone. Even though he wasn't the beacon of light in her darkness anymore, her affection for him lingered.

Then, the image of Jennie crossed her mind.

Sabrina assumed although Jennie wasn't hers, she had to admit Jennie was full of life and charm, always well-behaved, insightful, and intelligent. Having spent so much time together, Sabrina had come to love Jennie as if Jennie were her own.

Even now, if Jennie were to appear before her, Sabrina knew she couldn't bring herself to loathe Jennie.

Then, another question popped up. Had Tyrone done something wrong? After all, he was drugged back then and unaware of Jennie's existence and her background until recently.

Was Jennie at fault? Jennie was the least to blame. She didn't get to choose her parents. She had held the belief that she was an orphan and was understandably sensitive.

Yet, Sabrina found it impossible to act as if nothing had changed and return to her previous life. She was torn, reluctant, and uneasy.

Right then, her phone buzzed again.

Taking a deep breath, Sabrina opened her eyes and checked the caller ID. It was Tyrone.

the call without a

later, her phone rang once

and snapped,

"Hey, Sabrina. It's me!"

heard a weary female voice

and glanced at the

providing new evidence. Galilea was arrested

from Sabrina, the woman

Galilea's voice sounded a bit different, Sabrina could tell

Sabrina asked,

to your dad?" Galilea's eerie voice floated through the

hesitated a bit and asked with caution, "What really happened to my dad? Weren't you and

if she just heard a joke. "Why are you

You're being so silly. Back then, I was just a college student. How could I possibly kill anyone? How could I have

held her breath, her heart pounding faster

wanted was to meet your father and falsely accuse him of raping me. That way, his reputation would be ruined. But then, someone approached me, offering