Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina had lost her fondness for cupcakes though.

They had been wedded for three years. It wasn’t until their divorce that he discovered her affinity for mutton.

From the inception of their union, he had been preoccupied with his thoughts.

Even though her feelings toward him had soured, she had approached their relationship with unwavering commitment.

Yet, he had failed to do the same.

Tyrone’s emotions took on a tinge of bitterness and melancholy. He turned his attention to the menu and inquired, “What else do you enjoy? Spare no concern for me.”

I must admit. However, we can’t

also harbored an affection for his preferred

a young girl, she had wholeheartedly embraced

at home, she would silently observe his favorites, then discreetly sample

for them, they seemed

handed the menu to the waiter Once the waiter had departed, Sabrina crossed her legs and broached the topic,

arms crossed protectively over his chest as he inquired, “Are you genuinely interested in

“Absolutely.”

as he proposed, “If you were to remarry me, I

countenance froze