The Way, Way Back

12.

Even though I was very reluctant to be involved with the people and things of my previous relationship that had been haunting me, I knew that I would never get over it if I didn't find out what the problem was.

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Tiffany and I made an appointment to meet at her house because we agreed that we didn't want the outside world to know our conversation.

There was not much difference between Tiffany and her public image, bright and flamboyant.

After ringing the doorbell, I was greeted by her. She was all dressed up and even her hair was exquisite.

"Ms. Young, I thought you wouldn't come." There was no sarcasm in her tone, and I didn't even find the slightest bit of exhaustion from the negative news on her face.

"Why not?" I answered with a smile, "After all, I'm also curious about what kind of girl Jonah never forgot for so many years."

"Never forgot?" Tiffany's eyes turned cold when she heard Jonah’s name, "I think you’re thinking too much, Mr. Young. I don't know him well."