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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 619
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Aylin also thought Sabrina liked Damon and chimed in with concern, “Sabrina, be cautious.

After all, we know nothing about Damon, and we’re not sure who he is.”

“I understand your worry, but it’s not what you think,” Sabrina reassured, feeling a

strange curiosity about Damon and wanting to investigate further.

Bettie, pretending to be wise, added, “You don’t need to explain yourself. We all

understand…”

Sabrina was left without words.

Damon had selected a nice restaurant for their meeting, one that Sabrina hadn’t visited

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before.

Inside, private rooms lined the far right wall, separated by screens, and a curtain added a

sense of privacy on the left.

As Damon mentioned, he reserved the second-to-last private room.

Upon arrival, Sabrina found Damon waiting.

Pulling the curtain aside, she entered, and Damon greeted her with a smile.. “You’re here.

Please, take a seat. Did you catch a glimpse of the whales?”

Setting her bag aside, Sabrina sat opposite him and replied, “I did. I was fortunate to

witness the whales leap from the water today. Such a breathtaking sight! Would you Like

to see the photos and videos?”

“Perhaps Later,” Damon suggested, handing Sabrina the menu. “You can order now. I’ve

selected some dishes already. Feel free to browse.”

“Alright. Sabrina’s eyes twinkled as she perused the menu, a smile playing on her lips.

“Wow! We have the same taste. What a coincidence!”

Even through the screen, Damon sensed a change in mood in the next room, sending a

chill down his spine.

Feigning innocence, Damon remarked casually, “Meeting in a foreign land must be

destiny.”

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“You could be right,” Sabrina agreed, adding a few more dishes and handing the menu to

the waiter.

Damon then poured a glass of water for Sabrina, placing it before her.

“Thank you.” She smiled, then inquired, “Damon, how old are you?”

“Me? I’m thirty.”

“Are you married?” Sabrina asked, taking a sip of her water.

“No.”

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

Damon’s eyebrows shot up in surprise at Sabrina’s question. “No.”

He had jokingly told Tyrone that Sabrina might have feelings for him, but he never truly

believed it.

Now, her inviting him to dinner and asking these questions left him bewildered.