Chapter 32

Beat.

My heart was pounding non -stop as I watched his chest. My eyes trembled as I struggled to study every corner of his scar-like tattoo here. I don’t care if he would think I’m weird or what, but I am certain that he made this look like mine- no, he copied my scar!

Why? why would a person with an already perfect skin want to ruin himself? What is so special about my scar that he imitated it?! is he mocking me? is this his way of reminding me about my past? so that when I come back here I won’t forget what happened to me before? If so, he is very insignificant!

When he noticed that I was staring at his chest for a few seconds, he woke up and covered his tattoo with one of his hands. I looked up at him and frowned when I met his eyes that seemed caught.

He still held out one hand to me to offer the towel. I blew a sarcastic breath before no one looked as I pulled on my cardigan and there wiped my wet hand.

“No, thanks. I g