Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Her astuteness Led her to preemptively medicate herself, concealing both pepper spray and a knife in her pocket.
Upon encountering Rowell in the room, Sabrina’s intuition alerted her to something awry. Stealthily, she concealed a bottle of
wine within her loose-fitting jacket sleeve, ensuring her discretion remained impeccable.
She artfully feigned inebriation, seemingly trapped and helpless, when she had unraveled Galilea’s scheme. Galilea, however,
remained oblivious to her acting.
Sabrina could turn to Peter or others to make her escape unscathed. Her audacious gamble stemmed from a burning desire to
acquire leverage over Galilea.
Secured within her pocket, a voice recorder discreetly preserved the entirety of the conversation between Galilea and Rowell.
Galilea and Rowell’s connection had solely revolved around intimacy, yet today they had ventured into criminal territory and
Galilea had become an unwitting accomplice.
Sabrina gracefully leaped from the bed and spotted the camera before her.
According to Galilea, once it was complete, Rowell would dispatch the video to Tyrone.
Though Tyrone bore no guilt, Sabrina couldn’t suppress her inner lament.
It was entirely Tyrone’s fault!
Galilea’s affection for Tyrone was the root of this chaos!
Sabrina meticulously reviewed the video within the camera, including the earlier exchange between Galilea and Rowell, further
substantiating the authenticity of her recording.
With precision, she extracted the memory card and concealed it. Wary of potential sentinels outside, Sabrina opted against a
direct exit. As she contemplated summoning Bettie for a pickup, her gaze settled on Rowell sprawled on the bed, inspiring a
cunning idea.
One minute later, Sabrina dialed for an ambulance. Instead of contacting the authorities, Sabrina aimed to engage in private
negotiations with Galilea.

Burdened by a nagging sense of guilt, Rowell dared not entertain the idea of summoning the authorities. However, the
consequences could be dire if he continued to lapse into unconsciousness and even met an accidental demise.
Sabrina, with swift resolve, placed a call for an ambulance, a Lifeline that would also serve as her means of escape.
A mere half-hour later, a cadre of medical professionals, accompanied by the hotel’s ever-watchful receptionist, arrived and
gently transferred Rowell into the waiting ambulance.
Descending alongside them, Sabrina espied a suspicious figure surreptitiously peering from the fire exit. Fortune had favored her
discerning decision.
After returning to the room, Galilea merely informed Peter and others that Sabrina had drank a tad too much, thus necessitating
her early departure via a hired chauffeur.
In the recent past, Rowell had proffered the excuse of not feeling well, thereby facilitating his hasty exit. Peter, in turn, implored
everyone to retire for some well-deserved rest.
As farewells were exchanged, Galilea, seemingly poised to depart, lingered inside her vehicle.
Her gaze shifted to her phone’s time display and she settled in for the wait.