Scars Of A Broken Bond

The restaurant was a luxurious haven, boasting a delightful array of decorations. Additionally, a pleasant, subtle fragrance permeated the private rooms, creating a sensory experience that was both soothing and inviting.

At the sight of Rita, Sabrina was reminded of her true identity and felt a weight in her heart. Putting down her bag, she sat expressionlessly across from Rita.

Rita gestured toward the dishes on the table.

“I ordered several dishes. The last time we met, we were short on time for conversation.

This time, let’s savor our meal and engage in unhurried conversation.”

“No, let’s cut to the chase,” Sabrina said, leaning against the back of the chair, indicating her impatience with Rita.

“Bettie and I can forgive Brady. But you need to demonstrate your sincerity.”

to maximize her benefits since they sought

was a little surprised by Sabrina’s words. Smiling,

smart. Don’t worry,

feel

realized that the heater was

inquired, “So, what do I gain from this? In other words, how valuable

card from it. She placed it on the rotating table

table turned, the card stopped in front of

took the card and glanced up at

dollars is in it, and there’s no PIN. An ATM is next to the