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!”

furrowed her brows in

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

“Alright,” Sabrina agreed.

that diverting her

in a dining establishment selected by Bettie based

teeming with tourists like themselves, catered to

ordering an assortment of side dishes, they proceeded to

was bumped by a

gaze of a young man whose face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry. I’m so sorry.

that