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!”

her

“Yes, Aylin has a point! You will be our exclusive photographer! And you can’t refuse. If

“Alright,” Sabrina agreed.

diverting her attention to something else could be

place in a dining establishment selected by Bettie based on positive online reviews, renowned for

like themselves, catered to by bilingual staff who could communicate in

ordering an assortment of side dishes, they

nowhere, Sabrina was

the gaze of a young man whose face flushed with embarrassment.

Sabrina noticed that her attire was stained with