“Stupid,” he muttered, looking down. “I heard it,” she answered sharply. Her voice hit his ear as it was so close. He was sitting close to her, out of the bathtub. “And you’re stupid, not me!” She yelled again, making him hiss. He glared at her, clenching his jaw. “Stop yelling now!” He warned her, his eyes threatening her to stay calm but she has already lost her sanity. “Or else? What would you do, huh? Have only you got the right to be angry? Don’t others get angry? Ever since I regained consciousness, you’ve been crying about why I did that! But no one asks me why I couldn’t stop myself!” He felt those words. Even though she shouted in anger, those words held a very delicate and soft meaning. “Okay! Fine! So tell me why did you do that?” He asked her calmly, looking at her. She halted. She stared at him in surprise. Was he kidding? He literally asked her that question. “What happened?” He emphasized, asking for her answer. “Because I…” But she stopped. The answer was clea
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