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

and inquired, “Have you already placed an

long before Tyrone comprehended the full scope

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

predominantly featured mutton-based dishes, including spicy mutton and stewed mutton, among

restaurant couldn’t help but cast curious glances

nostrils. With an impassive countenance, Tyrone picked up his fork

a fleeting glance in his direction

that Tyrone wasn’t partaking in the feast

and deposited a succulent piece of mutton

“Give it a taste.”

momentarily, then acquiesced,

load his

“Savor every

meal, Tyrone devoured more mutton than he had consumed in his

seat and inquired, “Heading back, or

make a detour to