Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Just as he contemplated rolling down the window, Sabrina beat him to it.

“I’m feeling chilly. Please turn up the heat.”

Tyrone found himself at a loss for words. Very well, he thought. The once sweet and sensible girl had transformed into quite a handful.

Tyrone wore an affectionate yet somewhat helpless smile. Nonetheless, he was profoundly content.

He had feared that, after the events of the previous night, she might come to resent him and choose to ignore him, In comparison, the current minor retribution felt almost pleasant, like a charming game.

Upon their arrival at the Scholar Avenue restaurant, Sabrina hastened ahead, entering the establishment before Tyrone.

After parking the car and joining her inside, he discovered Sabrina seated at the most conspicuous spot in the restaurant’s dining hall.

Tyrone rarely dined in the open area of restaurants, let alone in a place where one’s presence was immediately noticed upon entering.

He approached and placed the car keys on the table.

“Wouldn’t you prefer a private room?”

Tyrone found himself once again at a loss for words.

opposite her and inquired, “Have you already placed

affirmed. It wasn’t long before Tyrone comprehended the full scope of

ordered nearly every dish on the menu, to the point that their table could scarcely accommodate them all. The waiter had to provide an

dishes, including spicy mutton and stewed

help but cast curious glances

mutton filled Tyrone’s nostrils. With an impassive countenance, Tyrone picked up his fork and

fleeting glance in his direction before

escape Sabrina’s notice that Tyrone wasn’t

deposited a succulent

“Give it a taste.”

hesitated momentarily,

to load

satisfied grin, she proclaimed, “Savor every

more mutton than he had consumed in his entire

Tyrone occupied the driver’s seat and inquired, “Heading back, or shall we

irony, “Let’s make a detour to the furniture store and