Scars Of A Broken Bond

Just as he contemplated rolling down the window, Sabrina beat him to it.

“I’m feeling chilly. Please turn up the heat.”

Tyrone found himself at a loss for words. Very well, he thought. The once sweet and sensible girl had transformed into quite a handful.

Tyrone wore an affectionate yet somewhat helpless smile. Nonetheless, he was profoundly content.

He had feared that, after the events of the previous night, she might come to resent him and choose to ignore him, In comparison, the current minor retribution felt almost pleasant, like a charming game.

Upon their arrival at the Scholar Avenue restaurant, Sabrina hastened ahead, entering the establishment before Tyrone.

After parking the car and joining her inside, he discovered Sabrina seated at the most conspicuous spot in the restaurant’s dining hall.

Tyrone rarely dined in the open area of restaurants, let alone in a place where one’s presence was immediately noticed upon entering.

He approached and placed the car keys on the table.

“Wouldn’t you prefer a private room?”

like it here.” Tyrone found himself once again at a loss for

opposite her and inquired, “Have you already placed

long before Tyrone comprehended the full

on the menu, to the point that their table could scarcely accommodate them all. The waiter had to provide an additional table for

mutton-based dishes, including

couldn’t help but cast curious glances

an impassive countenance, Tyrone picked

a fleeting glance in his direction before indulging in

escape Sabrina’s notice that Tyrone wasn’t partaking in the feast with

deposited a succulent piece of mutton

“Give it a taste.”

hesitated momentarily, then

morsel, Sabrina proceeded to load his plate

satisfied grin, she proclaimed, “Savor every bite.” Tyrone found himself once again rendered

meal, Tyrone devoured more mutton than he

finished dining, Tyrone occupied the driver’s seat and inquired, “Heading back, or shall