The tiles were a dream. Glossy, smooth, and so white they practically glowed under the contractor’s phone torch during the final inspection. You stood there, nodded approvingly, paid the balance, and moved in feeling like you had finally done everything right. Then the first rainy season arrived. Within six months, the wall paint near the bathroom started bubbling. The floor grout turned a permanent, unforgiving shade of grey. The kitchen wall tiles...



