CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: Tangled Feelings

"I want you to take me there! There's a beach over there!" Tyler said excitedly as I brought him to a park next to a large mall, surrounded by towering infrastructures.

I wanted to take him to the playground, but he refused. He preferred to relax by the bay walk and breathe in the fresh air. He said he would just get tired of playing, and he claimed he was too old for toys and games.

I sighed at his actions because it seemed like he was more mature than me. Earlier, we almost argued about the playground and his preferences. Damn!

"Let's sit here, Adam! The view here is beautiful!" he had a trace of joy on his face as he looked at the view in front of us.

"Why do you want to come here and not listen to my suggestion? It's fun to play..." I tried to persuade him, but he suddenly turned to me, giving me a blank look.

Then he spoke, "Aren't you happy that we're resting? You've been chasing me around because of my playfulness. Think about it now, Adam..." he immediately returned his gaze to