Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Bettie had reckoned that the blind date might grow impatient and depart before they graced the scene.

The bar buzzed with a kaleidoscope of patrons, each submerged in their own world.

Bettie and Sabrina, however, managed to secure a cozy booth, summoning two drinks to their service.

With her phone in hand, Bettie sent a message to her blind date, saying, “I’m here. Where are you?”

A swift response from her date appeared on her screen.

“Haven’t made it there yet. Just hold tight.”

her

guy’s clock seems to tick slower than mine,” she quipped to Sabrina with

Angela’s Library

the entrance, a man lounged in a booth, sipping on his wine with an air of nonchalance. His gaze darted intermittently toward the entrance,

sharp features framed by golden-rimmed glasses and an unmistakable air of affability that drew others in like moths

approached him, both men and women, all seeking

eyes ignited with enthusiasm. With

her way toward him,

in Mathias is quite

in agreement,

“Indeed, quite a surprise.”

demeanor, proceeded to introduce Lance