Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina had lost her fondness for cupcakes though.

They had been wedded for three years. It wasn’t until their divorce that he discovered her affinity for mutton.

From the inception of their union, he had been preoccupied with his thoughts.

Even though her feelings toward him had soured, she had approached their relationship with unwavering commitment.

Yet, he had failed to do the same.

Tyrone’s emotions took on a tinge of bitterness and melancholy. He turned his attention to the menu and inquired, “What else do you enjoy? Spare no concern for me.”

taste is rather eclectic, I must admit. However, we can’t possibly indulge in all my favorites in one meal. Let’s stick with

an affection for his preferred

girl, she had wholeheartedly embraced everything he

home, she would silently observe his favorites, then

Tyrone’s fondness for them, they

handed the menu to the waiter Once the waiter had departed, Sabrina crossed

reclined slightly, exuding an air of relaxation. His arms crossed protectively over his chest as

“Absolutely.”

you were to remarry me, I would divulge it. What are your

countenance froze in

reconsider, perhaps alter the