(Tiffany)
Clarence stands up from his seat, reaching out to me, his eyes not leaving me.
"Tiff, what are you doing here?" He ask, as shocked as I am.
He scrutinizes me, his eyes on me and it lands on the flowers, it lingers for a moment at it before he turns his attention back to me.
I swallow the lump in my throat, trying to steady myself. "I should be asking you that. Uhmm, I work here," I stuttered, barely putting my words together.
He takes a quick glance at Bill and then back to me. "Bill's my cousin. He's the person I told you I was going to meet up with," Clarence replies.
Did I just hear him correctly?
Is my mind trying to play tricks on me?
Just to be sure, I inquired. "He's your what?" My heart racing nervously.
Clarence gives a small smile, placing a hand on my shoulder
