Scars Of A Broken Bond

One reason was that, back in their high school days, she was known for her consistently Low grades, which frequently exasperated her teacher and had her relegated to the back of the classroom.

In that last row, she was the only girl, and with her bubbly nature, she naturally meshed well with the guys.

Plus, there was the male competitive spirit. Elora’s overt attempts to win over Lance didn’t sit well with many.

Roland, Bettie’s old desk buddy, particularly stood out with his attentiveness. He’d serve her food and refill her drink, and their conversation revealed his genuine interest in her daily Life.

Bettie teased, “What? Why the sudden interest in my Life? Do you want to chase after me?”

“Would you want me to?” Roland responded with a playful grin.

his fork tightened, and a shadow seemed

in conversation a couple of times, but to no avail. Watching Bettie

idea struck her. She signaled Arielle, pointing

two glasses with wine, holding one out to Bettie. “Bettie, it means a lot to see you here. Let’s raise a

briefly, then downed it

I also want to toast to

I would like to

came her way, Bettie

after the next, her cheeks soon sported a rosy hue

the toast. She already had plenty.” Sabrina stopped