Scars Of A Broken Bond

She found her way back to her room, settled on the bed, and started fiddling with her phone.

She searched for Galilea’s post from two days ago, but it was not to be found.

Did she delete it?

That would certainly infuriate her.

The picture she captured with Tyrone wasn’t for Bob but for Galilea.

She was certain that it would bother Galilea.

Moreover, she had a legitimate excuse. Even if Galilea threw a tantrum at Tyrone, he wouldn’t compel her to delete it.

contain her excitement to witness Galilea’s

day after their arrival, Sabrina went on a shopping spree with her female companions

second floor of the canteen for a barbecue gathering with all the

ladies, and double for the

few juice bottles, their male

filled the air, as some indulged in wine, teasing

Tyrone responded with a gentle smile. His composed demeanor further lifted the spirits of the

gave way to game suggestions, to which everyone eagerly

game should we

bottle?” An empty bottle was promptly grabbed and positioned flat on the table. “The bottle decides who plays truth