Scars Of A Broken Bond

The stone wall, constructed with natural stones, each one of them different, enveloped the manor securely, its size reflecting the manor, daunting and pronounced.

Upon reaching the magnificent, iron-wrought gates of the manor, there stood a pavilion with a servant checking the guests’ invitation cards.

Inside the manor, a road stretched ahead, consisting of more natural stones. Both sides of the road were decorated with lush greenery, adding to the grandeur of the area.

After advancing for around ten minutes and making a turn, Sabrina found herself in a vast parking lot. It rivaled a university playground in size, already filled with numerous luxurious cars, their grandness glinting in the evening light.

Several waiters were strategically positioned around the spacious parking lot to guide guests toward the hall.

As a taxi approached, a waiter promptly stepped forward. Sabrina alighted, and the waiter guided her toward the banquet hall.

Bathed in the soft glow of the night, the magnificent building commanded attention with its resplendent presence. Stretching across four gracefully adorned floors, it emanated an aura of refined elegance and timeless sophistication, bathed in a beautiful glow beneath the stars.

flanked the castle’s entrance. The center of the area consisted of a

waiter through the lengthy corridor, Sabrina

radiating magnificence, and teeming with well-dressed

high social standing of Bella’s father was evident, as all the people present

Bella was nowhere in sight. Instead, Sabrina spotted Collen engaged in conversation with

another, and the air was

found a seat in the rest area, discreetly pulling out her phone and snapping a photo of the glamorous hall. She sent

still morning on Bettie’s side. Bettie, who was having breakfast, responded without delay, “Is this Bella’s

“Yes.”

with Bettie and had informed her about Bella’s invitation