I stood in front of the bulletin board, focused on the IELTS exam information.
He walked over and asked me if I wanted to study abroad. It was then that he offered to teach me.
It turned out that I was just a substitute from the very beginning.
"Do you know why he always had you use the contraceptive injection?"
Yara continued to whisper in my ear, "Because I'm allergic to both birth control pills and condoms. He didn't want me to get pregnant, so he had you try the contraceptive injection instead. After all, who knows if there will be any side effects?"
At these words, my stomach suddenly twisted and a strong wave of nausea surged up my throat.
I couldn't hold it any longer and violently vomited.
Yet Yara continued, taking out her phone, opening the album and showing it to me.
"There's also this."
The photo showed me while I was asleep, some even from private moments after lovemaking.
"What is this?"
Yara sneered, "Every time he sleeps with you, he sends the photos to our friends’ group chat and lets everyone rate them."
A chill ran through me and my stomach twisted in pain, but I still forced myself to hold on.