Jett stood outside Tiffany’s room instead of entering and took a watchful spot beside the door when the group reached Tiffany’s unit upstairs. Tiffany thought it strange, but she pushed Alejandro’s wheelchair into her unit anyway. He was a disabled man whose legs could no longer function—how dangerous could being with him be?
Tiffany thought that she needed not to be too concerned.
She only moved in recently, so she had yet to sort many of her things into place, thus leaving a mess. “I haven’t had the time to tidy my place, so… yeah,” she admitted sheepishly. “Er, I’ll go make you a cuppa tea now.”
She went to the drinking station and began, but it was clear from her unpolished action that she was not very good. After a slip when she almost hurt herself with boiling water, a hand suddenly appeared next to her. “Allow me.”
Tiffany froze. Why did Alejandro’s voice come from above her head? He was wheelchair-bound, so his voice should be coming from below her neck, right?
She whipped her head backward, and her forehead bonked into his chin.
With her hand covering her aching forehead, her jaw slackened, and she cried, “Y-y-you! B-b-but—how the—you’re not crippled at all?!?!”
Alejandro leveled her with a steady gaze. “Yes. Are you surprised? Pretending to be more feeble than I really am is a survival mechanism in the Smith family, but you’re someone I trust a lot. Besides, I don’t want you to genuinely believe I’m ‘crippled’.”
Tiffany was made aware that her outburst had been a little too insensitive. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything bad about it. I spoke without a filter; please don’t take it too hard!”
Alejandro placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her gently aside. “Hey, no worries. I can do it myself.”
Watching him suddenly assuming a towering, strong stature made her heart thunder. Now would be an excellent time to feel a little bit more concerned now, would it not? As it turned out, Alejandro was never disabled; he had always been able-bodied. She was stuck with an able-bodied young man in the middle of the night in a small little unit. She should definitely be very concerned, right?
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