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?”

going over there to take a look

darkened as he

Blayze to target the Blakely

the thought of Blayze harboring romantic

now,” Sabrina said eagerly, looking forward to tasting the fried

of fried chicken. Sabrina picked up one and took

carried Jennie, who was tired, as he strolled alongside

to keep the conversation light, he asked, “You’re into

how she smiled at Blayze, her expression genuine and unpretentious. The sincerity of her smile touched him as it came straight

her smiling so brightly