Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Well… Fine.”

Since she was unwilling to go, he wouldn’t force her.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to work,” she said.

“Okay,” he replied.

As Sabrina stepped out of Tyrone’s office, she suddenly stopped.

Evelyn was standing nearby. Her eyes filled with burning intensity as she stared at Sabrina.

With a faint smile, Sabrina said, “Good afternoon, Evelyn.”

back and responded

settled into his seat, the rest of the employees sat around

staff efficiently served each course as soon as

his food preferences. His response was simple. “It’s up to you. Ask the others what they

not to

few years and shared countless dinners throughout their time working together. Despite their familiarity, she could never quite

always exuded maturity and composure, maintaining an

of respect, the employees patiently waited for Tyrone to commence his meal before they

department was known for its cheerful nature. One or two individuals were always engrossed in conversation. Their lively presence soon lightened the mood and created a convivial

in his chair, holding his glass while occasionally engaging