Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Well… Fine.”

Since she was unwilling to go, he wouldn’t force her.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to work,” she said.

“Okay,” he replied.

As Sabrina stepped out of Tyrone’s office, she suddenly stopped.

Evelyn was standing nearby. Her eyes filled with burning intensity as she stared at Sabrina.

faint smile, Sabrina

responded with

into his seat, the rest of the employees sat around the spacious

staff efficiently served each course as soon

took the initiative to send a personal message to Tyrone, inquiring about his food preferences. His response was simple. “It’s up to you. Ask the others

chose not to

few years and shared countless dinners throughout

composure, maintaining an enigmatic poker

waited

public relations department was known for its cheerful nature. One or two individuals were always engrossed in conversation. Their lively presence soon lightened the mood and

in his chair, holding his glass while occasionally engaging

in his relaxed posture, he emanated