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.

a faint smile, Sabrina said, “Good

glared back and responded with

after Tyrone settled into his seat, the rest of the employees sat around the spacious round

pre-ordered the dishes, and the wait staff efficiently served each course as

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 what they would

chose not

few years and shared countless dinners throughout their time working together. Despite their familiarity, she could never quite discern his

always exuded maturity and composure, maintaining

respect, the employees patiently waited for Tyrone to commence his meal

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

holding his glass

he emanated an