Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Maybe he is…” Kylan didn’t dare finish what he was going to say.

“Call me if anything urgent,” Tyrone announced as he sprang up from his chair and strode out of the office.

Kylan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the nervous sweat beads from his top lip and quickly pulled out his phone to book a hotel for Tyrone.

At 8:00 p.m., they all gathered at the hall as agreed. Sabrina and her friends strolled the city streets, capturing photos against interesting backgrounds and experimenting with different Lighting.

Blayze would check Sabrina’s pictures, analyzing every detail and providing feedback on how to improve. He would then demonstrate the changes by recapturing the scene, showing her the difference and how to achieve the desired result.

After walking for a while, Jennie’s little legs grew tired, and she couldn’t walk any further. Wayne offered to carry her, placing her on his shoulders.

she sat on the bed and scrolled through the photos they had taken that

valuable knowledge and insights, acquiring tips and

of exploration and fell asleep immediately. Sabrina set her phone aside and then turned off the

night, she

in a restless slumber,

her dream, everyone was gathered together and playing games. The atmosphere

a glass of wine approached to

to the bathroom. Standing before a mirror,

up in bed with wide eyes and her heart

was so