Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Tyrone had dined here several times before. He was well-acquainted with its delectable cuisine, which featured an enticing array of mutton dishes.

Sabrina glanced through the menu before selecting a few dishes to order.

After Sabrina had completed her order, Tyrone said, “I’ll have the stewed mutton and the mutton soup.”

“Excellent choice. Sir, you’ve got good taste. Those are our standout dishes,” the waitress said with a warm smile, jotting down the selections.

Concerned about the portion size, Sabrina inquired, “Is it too much food?”

“It’s okay. We can pack it up for you if you can’t finish the food,” assured Tyrone.

Tyrone returned the menu to the waitress and said, “That’s all, thanks.”

their orders, the two

Blakely Group. He wanted to hear her thoughts on

project, Tyrone would arrange her to shoot. He was willing to assist her in shooting for a magazine if that was what

a smile, “It’s okay. We can discuss it

the waitress returned and placed all the dishes on the

of mutton but somehow had no desire to try them. Instead, she only ate from

picked up a piece of stewed mutton and

reluctantly, Sabrina took a piece and

pungent, gamey aroma wafted to

her cutlery down and doubled over, retching into a bin and bringing up all the food

across his face, Tyrone immediately stood up, walked to Sabrina, and gently