Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 581

Chapter: 581

Tyrone rose from his seat and packed his bags. He entrusted Karen with Bun’s care and

headed straight to the airport to meet Kylan. From there, he boarded the plane to

Violetness.

Meanwhile, Sabrina and her friends, along with Trevor and his group, had arrived at the ski

resort.

The sight of individuals donning ski gear, traversing the expansive snowfield, stirred in

them a Longing for freedom.

However, skiing proved to be more challenging than it seemed.

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The ski boards were slippery on the snow.

Sabrina had underestimated its difficulty and promptly fell as she exited the changing

rooms.

Sitting on the ground with the snow stick being too tall, it was challenging for her to stand

up on her own. Her feet were on a long ski board, which made it take a while for her to get

back up.

On the way to the slide, she was extremely cautious after the lesson.

Bettie tumbled on the snow, eliciting laughter from Sabrina and Aylin.

As soon as she finished laughing, Aylin also fell onto the snow and even accidentally flung

away her snow stick.

Eventually, they decided to hire a ski coach for guidance.

Despite the influx of visitors, the coach was proficient in English.

Sabrina paid close attention and quickly got the hang of the basic maneuvers.

Then the coach guided her to glide slowly on the snow, and eventually, she could glide on

her own, steadily and gracefully.

As the skis sliced through the snow, a squeak filled the air.

Lifting her gaze, her vision was filled with the winter scenery. She savored the thrill of the

speed, the rush of adrenaline, and the exhilarating freedom.

Now, she understood why people were so drawn to this sport.

They craved the thrill.

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Sabrina, unfamiliar with the terrain, slipped and tumbled down the snowy incline,

remaining sprawled on the ground for a long time.

Trevor happened to be close by and promptly offered his assistance to help Sabrina regain

her footing.

Sabrina rose to her feet, using her snow cane for support. She brushed the snow away

from her eyes and turned to Trevor. “Thank you.”

A sheepish smile graced Trevor’s face. “You’re welcome. Could I perhaps get your

number?”

Fearing Sabrina’s possible refusal, he hurriedly explained, “I insist on paying the money.”

“Alright, Bettie will send it to you,” Sabrina agreed.