Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Shirley nearly revealed her own pregnancy, feeling beads of sweat forming on her nose. "Like, my aunt's sister-in-law's sister-in-law wants different food at different times. Her husband's losing patience. They're talking divorce after the baby arrives."

"You seem well-informed." Sergio put on a faint smile.

"Yeah..." Shirley offered a weak grin, relieved. Berating herself for being foolish, she resolved to end her internship soon.

"Ding!" The elevator opened. After bidding Sergio farewell, Shirley hurried out.

Watching her hasty depart, Sergio frowned. Was it just his imagination, or did Shirley appear huge than before? Was it his illusion?

On the second day's early morning, before Sabrina could reach the police station, she received a call from them. "Miss Chavez, the suspect, Galilea Clifford, has taken her own life in jail. She placed a call to you yesterday. Please come to the station."

"What? Galilea's dead?"

"Yes, we discovered it this morning. An autopsy has been performed."

"Alright, I'm on my way."

Ending the call, Sabrina's expression turned grave, her mind filled with apprehension. She had doubted Galilea's honesty. But Galilea's sudden demise in prison seemed too strange.

strings behind Galilea got scared Galilea might spill the beans and ended up killing Galilea. This manipulator wasn't just an ordinary person since he could kill Galilea in the prison. Then, Sabrina recalled her car incident. Yesterday's rear-end collision

swirled in confusion as she hurried to the police

the recording of her phone conversation with Galilea the previous day, which she promptly handed

in thought, someone

voice, Sabrina glanced up to see Tyrone

Sabrina here caught him off guard. After a moment's hesitation, he hastened

heard about Galilea's death?" "Yes," Tyrone

then," Sabrina said curtly,

path. "Sabrina, can we talk? Let's discuss this calmly. I want to understand your

don't want to talk right now," Sabrina

and unreadable. Though she avoided conversing

talk?" Tyrone inquired. "I'll give you time to cool off,

"Alright, let's talk today. I'll wait for

minutes. I'll be there," Tyrone replied, hurrying into the police station for a brief chat with Aldrin, before

looked around the room, but

to drink?" the waitress