Tiffany?
Indeed, as befitting the ever radiant moon, even across the farthest distances, she continually lingers in the mind.
Hannah raised her eyebrows slightly and asked calmly, "Do you think I am joking around?"
Louis Snyder paused for a while before replying, "Tiffany isn't that kind of person."
In his memory, Tiffany was always gentle and generous, incapable of inflicting harm on others.
For a while, Louis truly couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Yet Hannah's gaze was so pure and earnest that it was impossible to doubt her. The slight curve of her lips seemed to say, "See, I knew you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."
"Maybe it was just an accident," Louis muttered after some time.
Hannah looked down and chuckled softly. Her laughter carried a hint of coldness. She deftly sliced through the bloody steak on her plate with a sharp tool.
