Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Blayze, too, participated in this forum.
Sierra proactively volunteered to lend her assistance.
As Blayze’s cousin, Sierra’s offer to volunteer was warmly accepted by the event’s organizers.
Sierra had anticipated Tyrone’s presence but she was unprepared for the profound impact he would make on her.
Taking the stage, Tyrone spoke with eloquence and passion, delivering his speech without the crutch of prepared scripts.
His words flowed naturally, captivating the audience and guiding their thoughts.
Tyrone possessed an innate charisma, impossible to overlook. In Sierra’s mind, his allure eclipsed the very content of his
speech.
Throughout the entire presentation, Sierra fixated on his countenance, oblivious to the words he uttered, even though their
meaning eluded her.
The first person to astonish Sierra was her nominal cousin, Blayze.
Since she knew him in Violetholt in her childhood, he had always been outstanding and unreachable.
Sierra was deeply attracted by him.
Blayze had cast an irrevocable spell on Sierra. She was well aware that marriage with him was an unattainable dream.
Over the years, Sierra’s aunt had introduced her to numerous men, all of them commendable in their own right. Yet none could
hold a candle to Blayze, leaving Sierra’s interest waning.
Initially, after seeing Tyrone’s photos on the internet and reading the adulation of online admirers, Sierra harbored a trace of
skepticism toward this man who bore a striking resemblance to her cousin. She perceived Tyrone’s speech as merely average.
However, when she beheld him in person, the resemblance to her cousin, coupled with his undeniable handsomeness, stirred an
irresistible desire within her to capture his attention.
Gazing at the commanding presence before her, Sierra found herself biting her lower lip, a silent admission echoing in the
depths of her heart: Tyrone was every bit as remarkable as her cousin.

If only she could wed Tyrone...
A rosy blush graced her cheeks as she lowered her head.
In contrast to Blayze, she was his stepmother’s niece, hailing from a modest, ordinary family.
Yet when it came to Tyrone, she was Mrs. Fowler’s niece and had grown up with the esteemed Lineage of the Fowler clan. The
Fowler family could stand tall beside Tyrone’s family.
In terms of appearance, she assumed she could compete with Sabrina and Galilea. In terms of social standing, she asserted that
she far surpassed them with the background of the Fowler family. With this confluence of advantages, Sierra brimmed with
confidence in her ability to win Tyrone’s heart and marry him.
Following the first day’s forum proceedings, an evening soiree unfolded.
Sierra attended the event alongside Blayze.
Upon entering the hall, she couldn’t help but sweep her gaze around, subconsciously in search of Tyrone.