Out of sight, out of mind.I got up, locked the door, turned off the light, and went to sleep. I didn't know how long I had been asleep when Ray's furious pounding on the door woke me up."Nora, why did you lock the door? Are you trying to keep me out?"We're about to get married, and you're still shutting me out like this? What's that supposed to mean?"He went on and on, complaining endlessly.I responded calmly, "I'm not feeling well tonight. Find somewhere else to sleep."Hearing this, Ray let out a cold, bitter laugh. "Fine. If you won't let me in, there are plenty of others who will. Just don't regret it later."After that, he stopped knocking. His outburst had killed any chance of sleep. I lay in bed wide awake, so I got up and continued reading.Ray called me a bookworm, and he wasn't wrong. I had loved reading since I was a child.I met Ray in high school. Back then, my grades were excellent, but I didn't have many friends. I was often bullied by other students becaus
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