Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Let’s be shameless together.”
“You’re on your own with this one.”
Tyrone just smiled and said nothing.
A few minutes later, more parents ushered their children onto the train. There were enough passengers for the train to depart.
Sabrina boarded with ease. However, Tyrone had to maneuver himself, contorting his tall frame to fit in the cramped space.
Finally, he managed to settle into the seat beside her. The miniature locomotive chugged to life and circled the shopping mall.
As the train’s cheerful tune chimed, onlookers in front of them quickly cleared the way, stealing glances at it.
Whenever they saw Sabrina and Tyrone, they would do a double-take.
The younger crowd marveled at their appearance and considered hopping on the mini train for a ride.
However, the older generation wondered why they were still on the kiddy train at their age.
Many older gentlemen believed that a grown man should exude maturity, stability, and responsibility. Seeing Tyrone on the train
seemed utterly inappropriate, and they shook their heads disapprovingly.
But with Tyrone’s good looks, they assumed he was probably just a toy boy.
Sabrina glanced at Tyrone. He gazed ahead, seemingly unfazed by the curious onlookers.
She couldn’t help but snicker. Unexpectedly, Tyrone suddenly leaned over and planted a kiss on her cheek.
Her heart skipped a beat. Sabrina playfully pushed him away and looked around with a guilty conscience, afraid of being seen.
Meeting the eyes of the passers-by, Sabrina quickly looked away, feigning composure, and discreetly pinched Tyrone’s thigh.
Once the train completed its loop, the two disembarked.
“What else do you want to play?” Tyrone asked with a faint smile. Sabrina rolled her eyes at him, turned around, and left. Tyrone
followed closely.
A few minutes later, she stopped before a row of claw machines.

She turned to Tyrone and tapped on the glass of one of the machines. want this doll.”
Tyrone stepped forward, inspecting the claw machine, He hesitated for a moment and asked, “How?”