TIFFANY'S POV
He followed me after I left. I tried not to walk side by side. I made sure he was some inches behind me. I was just going to see him off a bit. I didn't want to anyway but courtesy.
“You have a great family,” he said as we walked.
He had said that before.
“Thank you,” I muttered with a small shrug. Of course he had an even perfect family. He had a wealthy father and a doting mother. Since he was the only child, his mother would probably never let him shed a single tear. He had money, family, love and the looks. He just had it all.
“I lost my mother…”
Startled, my legs faltered. But Roland didn't stop walking nor did he stop talking.
“I was fifteen when I last saw her. She was young and we were happy. We were happy. But one day, she suddenly disappeared and then I
