Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

The stone wall, constructed with natural stones, each one of them different, enveloped the manor securely, its size reflecting the manor, daunting and pronounced.

Upon reaching the magnificent, iron-wrought gates of the manor, there stood a pavilion with a servant checking the guests’ invitation cards.

Inside the manor, a road stretched ahead, consisting of more natural stones. Both sides of the road were decorated with lush greenery, adding to the grandeur of the area.

After advancing for around ten minutes and making a turn, Sabrina found herself in a vast parking lot. It rivaled a university playground in size, already filled with numerous luxurious cars, their grandness glinting in the evening light.

Several waiters were strategically positioned around the spacious parking lot to guide guests toward the hall.

As a taxi approached, a waiter promptly stepped forward. Sabrina alighted, and the waiter guided her toward the banquet hall.

Bathed in the soft glow of the night, the magnificent building commanded attention with its resplendent presence. Stretching across four gracefully adorned floors, it emanated an aura of refined elegance and timeless sophistication, bathed in a beautiful glow beneath the stars.

the

the waiter through the lengthy corridor, Sabrina reached the

ablaze with Light, radiating magnificence, and teeming with

all the

Sabrina spotted Collen engaged in

one after another, and the air was abuzz

area, discreetly pulling out her phone and snapping a photo of the glamorous hall. She sent it to Bettie with the message, “Look! It’s

still morning on Bettie’s side. Bettie, who was having

“Yes.”

days, Sabrina had kept in touch with Bettie and had informed

a rich woman! I’m jealous of

“Ha-ha. .