Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Then I’LL cook a bit of everything.”

Soon, the grill was sizzling, and the air was filled with the delicious aroma of cooking food.

As the skewers were ready one by one, Raul arranged them on a clean plate, presenting it to Sabrina and Bettie. “I’ve placed all the skewers here. Please help yourselves.”

“Thank you. You’ve gone through a lot of trouble.”

Raul chuckled, dismissing the effort. “No trouble at all. It’s an honor to cook for two lovely ladies.”

Bettie and Sabrina exchanged knowing glances before tucking into a string of pork belly.

While the crayfish needed more time to cook, Sabrina opted for grilled sausage first, continuing to string pork belly and enjoying it as she worked.

and the sweat on his brow, she called out, “Raul, don’t just focus on grilling. Eat something

crossed Raul’s eyes. “Appreciate your

I’ve got this.”

Let’s stop skewering for now. This should be enough. If we need more, we can always make them later,” Bettie decided,

pork belly seasoned with cumin. She savored the flavor, all the while taking in the breathtaking view of the surging sea where someone was

of the food, Raul offered to help further. “Would you like some coffee? I can run to

but declined with a smile. “Why bother? We have drinks

let me fetch them,” Raul said, dashing back to the car and returning with several bottled beverages. “Which one would

is fine,” Sabrina replied,

in, selecting a bottle of soda from Raul’s hands and