Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 134
He had lied.
His fear wasn’t Sabrina confronting the rumors, but her sorrow at seeing the harsh online comments.
Yet, for reasons unknown, he chose to deceive Galilea.
“Mrs. Blakely, will you be stepping out?” the housekeeper asked.
“Yes. Today marks my grandfather’s death anniversary. I’ll be visiting his grave.” Sabrina offered the housekeeper a smile and
made her way out of the Living room.
Sabrina’s grandparents were folks from the rural parts. Initially buried in the country, their graves, along with her father’s, were
relocated to a suburban cemetery by Tyrone when their original village underwent development.
On the way to the cemetery, Sabrina purchased three bouquets of flowers.
Her grandfather had passed when she was nine. Seventeen years had passed; her memories of him had begun to fade, leaving
only a vague image of a small, skinny man.
Upon reaching the cemetery, Sabrina placed the flowers before her grandparents’ and father’s graves.
She was seated before her father’s tombstone; the chill of the stone mirrored in her heart. Closing her eyes invoked images of
the dreadful car accident that claimed her father’s life.
A decade had passed, yet the memory refused to fade.
Had her father not sacrificed himself, she would have been lost too.
Time might have gradually erased her grandparents’ faces from her memory, but her father’s was indelibly etched.
He was the world’s greatest father
Following his divorce from her mother, he chose not to remarry.
As a child, she recalled her grandparents urging him to find a new wife, but he remained steadfast.

He didn’t wish to risk marrying someone who could potentially harm his daughter and confessed he was too consumed to
consider a new marriage.
Sabrina’s father, Connor Chavez, was a journalist. His frequent travels necessitated her grandparents’ care.
In the past, Sabrina didn’t comprehend his actions. However, as she grew older and learned about her father’s occupation, she
gradually understood the depth of his dedication.
Some of his reports from years ago were still accessible.
During one such interview, he befriended Cesar.
“Dad, I’m here not today only to visit Grandpa, I am also here to tell you that I’m divorcing Tyrone.
Dad, this must be a shocker for you. Just recently, I was telling you about his kindness towards me. Now, mere months later,
we’re parting ways. Isn’t it absurd? Truth be told, it feels absurd to me. I’ve been bewildered since his divorce proposal. How did
we end up here?
Had someone predicted a few months back that I’d be divorcing Tyrone, I’d have dismissed it.