Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

William trusted Evan. After all, Evan enjoyed years of service at the studio and seemingly no personal conflict with Sabrina.
William didn’t think Evan would lie, which only added weight to Keilani’s accusations.
Liliana sighed, choosing not to intervene.
Sabrina, however, snorted with derision. “How can I give it back if I didn’t steal the necklace? And I don’t understand why Evan
would perjure himself.”
“With a witness here, you still deny the truth?” scolded William. The unexpected revelation of theft and dishonesty from a newly
employed photographer disappointed him.
“William, someone as dishonest as her should be fired immediately,”
Keilani asserted fiercely.
Keilani had contemplated persuading William not to hire Sabrina from the start but refrained from doing so with the idea that
tarnishing Sabrina’s reputation would be more effective than a mere refusal.
Now, with the accusation of theft, Sabrina faced not only potential unemployment but also a damaged professional reputation.
“I swear I didn’t steal it. I won’t admit to something I didn’t do.
William, please give me a chance to prove my innocence. I want to confront Evan about this. If I’m found guilty of stealing the
necklace, I’ll resign. I picked Saleel Studio because I genuinely have faith in this studio,” Sabrina calmly stated.
Sabrina then directed her gaze toward Evan, emphasizing, “If my conviction relies solely on a ridiculous testimony, I’ll regret my
choice. Saleel Studio doesn’t deserve such pure faith from me.”

“Okay, let’s confront. I don’t want to be accused of being heartless.”
William, swayed by Sabrina’s conviction, had to agree.
A malicious light flashed in Keilani’s eyes, and she immediately tried to stop William by opposing the idea, “William, why bother
talking to her? She’s just trying to talk her way out of it.”
“Keilani, do you feel guilty about something?” Sabrina chuckled. “If I indeed stole the necklace, you should be supporting Evan
and facing me to confirm that I’m the thief.”
“Well, why should I feel guilty?” Keilani averted her gaze.
“Then we can confront each other!” Sabrina challenged.
Before Keilani could respond, William intervened, “Let’s do it.”
Keilani, irritated, shot a glare at Sabrina.
“Evan, since you claimed to see me stealing Keilani’s necklace, could you tell me when you saw it happen? Where? And what
were Keilani and Anne doing when I supposedly stole the necklace?” Sabrina snapped.
After a momentary pause, Evan pretended to recall the memory and answered, “It was around two o’clock in the afternoon. At
the No. 2 filming site, it was during the shooting. Keilani was tired. Anne was fetching some water for her, and you seized the
opportunity to steal the necklace.”
“That’s impossible. During that time, Keilani’s purse was in the west corner of the studio, next to a kettle and a cup. How could I
have had the chance to steal the necklace?” Sabrina put on a mocking smile.

“When Anne grabbed a tissue from the purse, she left it open. That’s when I saw you quickly grab the necklace while Anne had
her back turned.” Evan tried to defend his lies.
Unfazed, Sabrina wore a confident smile. “Are you sure? But I must have misspoken just now. Keilani’s purse was actually in the
south corner, not the west. So, how could I have stolen the necklace?”