Friendship Abandoned

Roman’s desperate pleas echoed in the humid, spice-scented air of the private dining booth. He leaned across the table, looking at Kaelen with wide, pleading eyes. He tried to leverage almost twenty years of shared history to escape the bubbling, red-hot wrath of the fondue pot sitting in the center. Kaelen remained unfazed. He ignored Roman’s frantic rambling and loud begging. Instead, he shifted