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.

on his brow, she called out, “Raul, don’t just focus on grilling.

flicker of surprise crossed Raul’s eyes.

I’ve got this.”

If we need more, we can always make them later,” Bettie decided,

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

much of the food, Raul offered to help

town but declined with a smile. “Why bother?

back to the car and returning with several bottled beverages. “Which one

is fine,” Sabrina

prefer soda,” Bettie chimed in, selecting a bottle of soda from Raul’s hands and smiling at him. “Raul,