SHAWN'S POV
He got home and was surprised to see Tiffany sitted in the sitting room with a bandage on her knee.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Yes, I am fine.” She replied.
“How did you sustain the injury?” He asked again.
“Can you just go away with your fake concern? You and I know that you don't care.” Tiffany said.
“You are my responsibility and I have to know what happened to you.” Shawn said.
“Thank you for your concern, but no, I'm not your responsibility.” She said angrily.
“Can I at least take a look?” He asked, hoping she would let him.
“No! Just go away.” She said.
Shawn sighed in resignation. “If you say so. I hope you are fine.” He said and walked up the stairs.
“Not like you care!” He heard her say.
He got to his room and could not help but feel bad. He knew her attitu
