Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

As Sabrina treaded toward the parking area, her name was suddenly beckoned.
She halted, turning her gaze toward the caller. Observing his attire, she beamed and remarked, “Bradley? Just wrapped up
filming?”
Bradley approached her with a friendly grin and inquired, “What brings you here?”
Beneath the luminance of the lights, he discerned that Sabrina was still adorned in the theatrical makeup befitting a television
drama.
Arching an eyebrow, he posed the question, “Are you still filming here?”
“Well, have you heard about what happened to Galilea? She had to be replaced and the director couldn’t find a suitable
replacement in such short notice, so I stepped in.”
Bradley nodded understandingly.
“How about a late-night meal together?”
“Absolutely,” Sabrina agreed, feeling a twinge of hunger due to her meager dinner.
They strolled side by side and Sabrina inquired, “You must know this area well, right? Any restaurant recommendations?”
“Certainly. Let’s go.”
Leading the way, Bradley spoke.
“I’ve heard a bit about Galilea. What happened? Are you doing okay, considering the circumstances?”
Sabrina responded with brevity, “I’m fine. She won’t be causing any trouble again.”
Bradley’s face lit up with relief, and he flashed a warm smile.
“I never expected to find you as my colleague one day. I’m hopeful that we’ll have opportunities to collaborate in the future.”
Sabrina returned his smile, her eyes sparkling.
“Opportunities may be scarce. I believe I just bailed out this scene for now. I am not sure there will be future opportunities.”

Bradley shook his head, grinning.
“Oh, I don’t think so, Miss Chavez.
I have a photo shoot lined up. Would you be interested?”
Sabrina’s eyebrows arched in astonishment. This was an unexpected offer.
“Seriously?” she inquired.
Bradley’s smile remained undiminished.