Scars Of A Broken Bond

The building showcased the Gothic style. Its soaring sharp tower boasted clear lines, exuding a simple yet solemn aura. Magnificent round windows and pillars adorned the structure. Two figures stood on either side, adding to the grandeur of the scene.

Unburdening her of the shopping bags, Aylin gestured towards Sabrina and instructed, “Sabrina, you can take the photos for her.”

Although a professional photographer herself, Aylin perceived Sabrina’s lack of enthusiasm and wished to engage her more in their activities.

“Go ahead, Sabrina. Take a picture for me!” Before Sabrina could refuse, Bettie had already pressed the phone into her hand.

Sabrina had no option but to capture a few photos of Bettie.

“Wow!” Bettie’s eyes sparkled as she reviewed the pictures. “Sabrina, you’re talented!”

Aylin nodded appreciatively at the photos. “Sabrina, with skills Like these, you should be our personal photographer throughout the trip!”

Sabrina furrowed her brows

our exclusive photographer! And you can’t refuse. If you don’t wish to be photographed yourself, you can take

“Alright,” Sabrina agreed.

her attention to something

by Bettie based on positive online reviews,

tourists like themselves, catered

ordering an assortment of side dishes, they proceeded

of nowhere, Sabrina was

man whose face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry. I’m so sorry. It was

Sabrina noticed that her