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.”

orders, the two

Blakely Group. He wanted to hear her thoughts on which product piqued her

willing to be involved in the project, Tyrone would arrange her to shoot. He was willing to assist her in

didn’t expect him to be serious with the offer and responded with a smile, “It’s okay. We can discuss it when

the waitress returned and placed all the dishes on

glanced at the two plates of mutton but somehow had no desire to try them. Instead, she only ate from the

to share the culinary delight, picked up a piece of stewed mutton and placed

reluctantly, Sabrina took a piece and cautiously brought it to

pungent, gamey aroma wafted to

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

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