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.

constant attention to the grill and the sweat on his brow, she called out, “Raul, don’t just focus

surprise crossed Raul’s

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, wiping her hands and eagerly

skewer of toasted bread and pork belly seasoned with cumin. She savored the flavor, all the while taking in the breathtaking view

hadn’t touched much of the food, Raul offered to help further. “Would you like some coffee? I can run to the nearby town to

glanced at the town but declined with a smile. “Why

dashing back to the car

Anything is fine,” Sabrina replied,

soda from Raul’s hands and smiling at him. “Raul,