Chapter 27

Sometimes I wondered if Tiffany ever took her time to look at her reflection in the mirror.

She was perfect and I was beginning to see it with each day that passed.

Everything about her face was in proper structure and she would never need a surgery to get anything right.

The only thing I hated about her face was the way she was looking at me now.

She made it seem like I was doing something wrong and I needed redemption.

My life would always need remeption.

There was something about the way she looked at me that made me scowl whenever I was responding to her.

This time, she looked concerned but I had no idea why.

I wasn't a jerk back there and I didn't even feel any adrenaline rush when I was helping her into the bathtub. Was there anyway I misbehaved? I was sure I didn't.

I was wondering though, does she remember anything from that night?

I knew she would say something if she remembered so I brushed the thought off and just focu