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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 852
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Being close to someone without genuine affection was quite the challenge.

If Tyrone truly didn’t harbor feelings for Galilea as he professed, then why would he

embrace her?

Was this just the nature of all men?

And why had Tyrone entered her mind once again?

Caught in her reverie, Sabrina barely felt the gentle touch of Trevor’s lips on her face.

Sensing her unease, Trevor’s peck was fleeting, like a butterfly’s touch, easing the tension

building inside her.

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She blinked back to the present, took a steadying breath, and placed the bouquet at the

table’s edge.

“Thank you all for bearing witness and for the good wishes. If you’d like a slice of cake,

please help yourselves,” Trevor said.

The cake was a work of art, decorated with creamy lace, crowned with fruits, and inscribed

with “I love you” in white chocolate.

Carving out the three words “I love you,” Trevor placed a generous slice on a plate and

offered it to Sabrina.

“Thanks.”

“Sabrina, there’s no need for formalities,” Trevor responded.

“It’s just… this is all so new to me.”

Taking charge, Trevor sliced up more of the cake, personally handing out pieces to eager

children.

A steady stream of people approached to claim a piece.

Sabrina lowered her head and tasted the cake.

She absentmindedly scooped up a piece and took a bite, her mind already wandering

elsewhere.

The fact that Trevor proclaimed his feelings for her caught her off guard.

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But, this newfound relationship could offer a plausible reason for her to dig deeper into

matters concerning the Faulkner family.

She came to understand that throughout Trevor’s younger years, Zeke had kept certain

truths hidden. Trevor’s unwavering faith in his father meant that any direct questions

might yield answers shaped by Zeke’s narrative.

Navigating this situation, she had to tread lightly, devising a way to coax valuable insights

out of Trevor without making him suspect anything.

Regrettably, her deceptions took a toll. As Trevor’s affection for her deepened, she felt the

weight of inevitable disappointment. The quandary of addressing the issue hung over her

like a cloud.