Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone’s face darkened at this sight, his eyes flashing Like an impending storm.

Stepping forward, he interrupted them. “Sabrina, I brought you some fried chicken, Would you like some?”

Hearing this, Sabrina turned her head and responded with a smile, “Yes, I’d love some.”

She hung the camera around her neck and casually picked up one piece.

Dropping it immediately, she complained, “Ouch! It’s so hot! I nearly burned my fingers. But I really want to eat it now! I’ll have to wait a tew minutes for it to cool.”

Tyrone couldn’t help but smile as he watched Sabrina blow on her fingers, finding her cute. However, his smile disappeared when he looked at Blayze next to him. Clearing his throat, he asked in an icy tone, trying not to appear rude in front of Sabrina, “Mr. Fowler, would you like some?”

I’m going over there to take a

darkened as he

the Blakely

couldn’t bear the thought of Blayze harboring romantic intentions toward

cooled down now,” Sabrina said eagerly, looking forward to tasting

box of fried chicken. Sabrina picked up one and took a

Jennie, who was tired, as he strolled

to keep the conversation light, he asked,

The sincerity of her smile touched him as it came straight from

had seen her smiling