Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina gazed at Tyrone, puzzled.
“What’s the sudden urge for a joyride?”
“A spontaneous idea.”
“I’m not interested.”
“You’re already here. Let’s have a little fun.”
The elevator door opened, and Tyrone ushered Sabrina in, pressing the first floor.
“Aren’t we going underground?”
“You’ll find out when we arrive.”
The elevator deposited them on the first floor, and Tyrone led the way outside, approaching a nearby shed.
Sabrina was intrigued by his mysterious actions.
She shadowed Tyrone, and her eyes widened as he approached an impressive motorcycle.
The bike was a marvel, clearly not a budget purchase.
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It soon became apparent that he was referring to the motorcycle.
Tyrone grabbed a helmet from the handlebars and beckoned to Sabrina.
“Come over here.”
Facing him, Sabrina surveyed the motorcycle and inquired, “Is it yours?”
Tyrone placed the helmet on her head and replied, “It belongs to a friend of mine. I borrow it from him.”
Her curiosity piqued, Sabrina asked, “Can you actually ride a motorcycle?”

“Absolutely,” Tyrone affirmed.
He reached for another helmet and effortlessly donned it, smoothly guiding the motorcycle into position. With a casual, inviting
glance over his shoulder, he beckoned Sabrina.
Sabrina found herself in awe as she beheld Tyrone clad in this new, distinct attire, a stark contrast to his demeanor during dinner
time.
Her fingers lightly grazed his back as she settled herself behind him, gripping his jacket.
“We’re taking off?” she inquired, curiosity dancing in her eyes.
“Indeed,” Tyrone replied with a hint of adventure in his voice.