Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sierra hadn’t expected that he hadn’t arrived yet, but it didn’t matter. She messaged back, “When you arrive, come to the booth on the first floor to see me. I have something to tell you.”

“Very well.”

With a satisfied smile, Sierra stowed her phone and made her way to the first floor.

She had always been aware of Brady’s affection for her, even though he was a carefree playboy whose interests revolved around leisure and pleasure.

While she didn’t particularly admire his dissolute lifestyle, she could still consider him a backup.

Ten minutes later, Brady, sporting a leather jacket and tight pants, arrived at the Francio Club. Spotting Sierra in the booth, he settled down across from her and asked, “Sierra, what’s the matter?”

Sierra brought up a trivial topic and voiced her concerns, which seemed to make Brady quite content. He smiled warmly in response.

way, where were you when I sent you the message? You got here so

on my way here. Even without your

Sierra asked, “Oh, do you have a date

us. You can ask him if you

Sierra replied, “He’s been really busy lately. Why did

to introduce a student to us and requested

support could

‘s L I

thinking that Blayze must have had

It struck me as odd when I first

as a photographer, had a vast network of resources, and if he saw potential in this student, he could have directly provided her with opportunities.

you happen to know the name