Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“You know what? I’m going to call the police!”
“Call the police to arrest yourself?” Sabrina approached them.
The woman turned her head and gave Sabrina a cold look.
“Who are you?
Mind your own business!”
“I’m not meddling. She’s my friend.” Sabrina glanced at Shirley in a waitress uniform and nodded at her.
Hearing what Sabrina said, Shirley felt a little guilty.
“Miss Chavez.”
Miss Chavez was a good person. She didn’t deserve to be her friend.
Sabrina pointed at the surveillance camera and continued, “The video will clearly show you bumping into her. Raising your voice
doesn’t make your argument any more reasonable. Miss Nelson was generous in offering to compensate you for the cleaning
expenses. If you want to involve the police, go ahead. We will stand our ground.”
The woman’s face was drained of color. Staring at Sabrina, a sense of recognition dawned on her. She just heard Shirley call
Sabrina Miss Chavez, and something clicked.
“Are you Sabrina?”
“Yes.” Sabrina assumed that the woman had recognized her from her photos on the Internet.
The woman sneered and looked Sabrina up and down.
“The Chavez family is always poking their noses where they don’t belong. You deserve to be dead.”
The cruelty in the woman’s expression reminded Sabrina of a person she used to know.
Yesterday, when she learned the truth about her father’s death,

Sabrina was overcome with grief. Upon hearing the woman’s vindictive words, a cold glint flickered in her eyes. She offered a
sardonic smile.
“My mother died early and left me in the Chavez family.
Everything I’ve learned is from my father.”