Scars Of A Broken Bond

If one didn’t look closely, they wouldn’t notice the presence of people inside.

Inside that black car, hidden in the dark, was Tyrone. His gaze was fixed on Sabrina. It had been a while since he last saw her, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away.

Cloaked in a heavy coat, Sabrina’s form resembled that of an adorable penguin. Periodically, she would extend her arms to pat her own body for warmth.

Tyrone observed her from a distance, aching to hold her, but held back.

Sabrina’s happiness was too fragile, and he feared his presence would tarnish it.

Suddenly, a bus obstructed Tyrone’s view.

The guide, having confirmed Sabrina’s identity along with two others, gestured for them to board.

a dozen people were

and chose a row of unoccupied seats, settling down in the innermost seat. Sabrina

is surprisingly classy, with air conditioning and all. I’ve

means we’re paying extra, doesn’t it?”

hotel, Sabrina couldn’t shake the eerie sensation of

chimed in, having

not. I paid the same when I

this a new tour

it would probably be packed with passengers, and they

groups would slash