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

chimed in, “Yes, Aylin has a point! You will be our exclusive photographer! And you can’t refuse. If you don’t wish to be photographed yourself,

“Alright,” Sabrina agreed.

her attention to something else could be

dinner took place in a dining establishment selected by Bettie based

with tourists like themselves, catered to

assortment of side dishes,

Sabrina was bumped

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

his gaze, Sabrina noticed that her attire was stained with