Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Instead, she exchanged a few words with the teacher and darted toward Sabrina with an eager trot.
It was only at that moment that Sabrina’s gaze fell upon Jennie.
Sabrina took a couple of graceful steps forward and said, “Jennie.”
Standing in front of Sabrina, Jennie briefly cast a glance at her fellow classmates. With a cheerful tone, she said to Sabrina,
“Sabrina, let’s head home.”
“Of course.”
Sabrina gently removed Jennie’s schoolbag from her shoulders, guiding her chubby hand toward the waiting car.
“Jennie, how was your day at kindergarten today?”
“It was fine. My classmates are all quite friendly but the teacher seems to be overly attentive to me, as if I’m incapable of
anything...”
Aware of Jennie’s affluent background and recent return from overseas, the teacher harbored concerns that Jennie might
struggle with adjustment and hence, extended an excess of care.
“Very well, dear. You’re amazing. How about you take your time to adjust to the environment during the first week? If your
teacher is still overly attentive to you after that, I’ll have a chat with her by then. If you ever have any questions or concerns, feel
free to talk to your teachers directly and let them know about you.”
Being under constant surveillance by teachers wasn’t an ideal scenario.
Yet, considering that it was the first day for Jennie at the kindergarten, it would be wise to have teachers’ extra support. Once
Jennie acclimated to the environment, teachers would likely pay less attention on her.
“Jennie!” A youthful voice echoed from behind.
Jennie possessed a sharp memory and, upon hearing the voice, she immediately recognized it as her desk mate.
Pretending not to hear the sound, Jennie said to Sabrina with a bright smile, “Alright. By the way, your homemade doughnuts are
scrumptious. My classmates couldn’t get enough.”

“I’m delighted to hear that,” Sabrina replied, glancing over her shoulder. “Jennie, I thought I heard someone calling you just now.”
Jennie tilted her head, blinking her enormous eyes. “Really?”
“Maybe I heard it wrong.”
As their conversation unfolded, the two of them found themselves standing by the car.
With grace, Sabrina swung open the rear door and Jennie gracefully slid inside.
Sabrina chauffeured Jennie to the exquisite villa nestled in the serene enclave of Starriver Bay before embarking on her return
journey home.
The quandary of whether to undertake the role of Sarah weighed heavily on Sabrina’s mind, prompting her to seek counsel from
Bettie.