Jason called Lisa from outside my room. His tone shifted from calm questioning to furious shouting.In the end, he was silent.When he entered, I closed my eyes, pretending that I was asleep.He bent down to tuck me in when a teardrop dripped onto my face.A moment later, with a catch in his throat, he said, "Why didn't you tell me the truth about Lisa? I could have…"I was trembling under the sheets, slowly clenching my fists. He seemed to have forgotten that after he took those humiliating photos of me, when he was about to leave, I had hugged his leg tightly, crying and begging him to let me explain.Back then, he had merely kicked me aside and, with gritted teeth, said, "No need! What explanation could someone like you possibly give?"He did not give me a chance to explain myself.He loved Lisa so much that even if he had heard the truth, he would not have believed me.Then, I replied, "No need. I don't need you…"Jason was stunned. With a bitter smile, he said, "But Chri
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