Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Absolutely!”

Sabrina cleared her throat with a hint of playful skepticism.

“Well, if the photos don’t turn out quite flattering and your fans aren’t pleased with them, remember not to attribute them to me.”

In a previous photography class, her mentor, Blayze, had imparted the art of capturing people with diverse styles. With her skills, Sabrina earned the admiration of her models due to her excellent photos.

But she had never photographed a celebrity.

“Okay,” Bradley chimed in with a chuckle.

can gauge the comments once they’re released. If the praises outweigh the criticism, you can proudly declare it as your work. If it’s the other way around, you can play the vanishing

through

with mirth. Opting for a secluded dining chamber, they continued chatting while

Bradley gallantly offered, “Allow me

tomorrow. I think it’s

a safe journey,” Bradley remarked, a hint of

embarked on

into the restaurant together did

their names swiftly ascended the ranks of trending topics. At this time, Sabrina was

Bradley’s adept team caught wind of the situation and promptly doused the

of activities in recent days. He

speeches from organizers and prominent leaders,