I didn't believe that he couldn't feel my love for him.
But he used the money to calm me down. To me, 333 dollars was a great humiliation.
I couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that people would laugh out loud when they were extremely disappointed.
I returned the money to his account. My heart seemed to have been hollowed out. My thoughts drifted far away.
Not long ago, he saw Monica, who had just moved into my dorm, during our usual video call.
At that moment, his eyes lit up. He hung up the video call and sent me a few messages.
"Daisy, who is the girl who just walked past you? She is so beautiful."
"You're not kind. Why don't you introduce such a beautiful girl to me?"
I read his messages in a daze. I typed mechanically, "She's my classmate, Monica Keith. She had a conflict with her former roommate and moved in this semester."
He replied like he was joking, "I want all her contact information right now."
I suddenly felt my hands and feet go cold and stiff. I couldn't type a single word.
I didn't tell him Monica's contact information, but he, who had graduated from this university, contacted Monica through his junior.
No one could stop him from doing what he wanted to do.