AVA'S POV "You're walking," I interrupted him, my voice icy. "Ava, I..." "Don't you dare," I yelled, stepping closer. "You've been lying this whole time, haven't you?" Jason sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "It's not what you think..." "Then explain it to me!" I cut him off, my voice rising. "The doctor said you were fine, Jason. So why the wheelchair? Why the act?" I could barely look at him as he tried to explain himself. His voice sounded desperate, but I wasn’t interested in hearing any more excuses. “Ava, I didn’t mean to lie about my recovery,” he said, his eyes filled with something I couldn’t quite place guilt maybe. “I just didn’t want you to leave me. I didn’t want you to think I didn’t need you anymore." His words hung in the air, but they didn’t reach me. I couldn’t hear him, not over the pounding in my head. All I could think about was how he had kept me in this house, playing on my feelings, making me care for him when all along, he was perfectly f
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