Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Another began to flatter Sabrina. “It’s been ages, Sabrina. You’ve become even more stunning.”

Rolf proposed, “Shall we play poker? It’s been a while since we last played.”

ALL eyes were on Tyrone.

“Sure.” Tyrone rose to his feet, grinning.

The room was outfitted with various forms of amusement. Everyone made their way to the table.

Eddie, with an excuse, declined the invitation to play. Finally, the four people, Tyrone, Rolf, Tyson, and another man, were seated at the table.

a different table, while a pair moved their

for Sabrina

and settled into the

and inquired, “Are you familiar

a kid, but I’m not certain if the rules are the

taught her how

grandfather, a humble farmer, had led a simple life. He worked in the city during his youth and later returned to the farm as he grew older. Throughout the year, he remained occupied, with only

indoors, they

stool over and perch behind her grandfather, her eyes glued to the flurry of cards. Gradually, she picked up the

and

after, Tyrone’s

retrieved his phone from his pocket and glanced at the screen, noticing that it