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.”

the two casually conversed while waiting for their

the Blakely Group. He wanted to hear her thoughts on which

shoot. He was willing to assist her in shooting

be serious with the offer and responded with a smile, “It’s okay. We can discuss it when I’m

waitress returned and placed all the dishes

desire to try them. Instead, she only ate from the dishes she

stewed mutton and placed it on a plate before Sabrina, urging, “Come on,

piece and cautiously

gamey aroma wafted to

over, retching into a bin and bringing up all the

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