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“I didn’t!” I exclaimed urgently. “Indeed, three years ago I looked down on you, but not anymore, not now…”

“I won’t bother you anymore,” he said softly, his voice full of suppressed laughter. He added, “Esmeralda, I will never bother you again, never.” He hung up the phone.

I stared blankly at the darkened phone, my emotions a complex and indiscernible jumble. His words, full of accusation, felt like a deep wound to his heart. But wasn’t Kimberly the one he liked? Why did he have to say those things to me again?

I lay on the bed, feeling powerless and disturbed. Insomnia plagued me again; I didn’t fall asleep until the second half of the night. When I woke, I saw he hadn’t accepted the nine hundred I’d transferred. I couldn’t help sending a message: “Take the money.”

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Although the money wasn’t enough to even dismiss a beggar, I’d promised to return it yesterday, so I had to keep my word. However, a red exclamation mark appeared when I sent it. I stared, dumbfounded. What did it mean? Had Reynaldo blocked me?

Stunned, I quickly checked my internet connection, then sent two emojis. The red exclamation mark persisted. Reynaldo had actually blocked me.

Absentmindedly, I put away my phone. If he blocked me, he blocked me. I figured he really wouldn't bother me anymore. Alright.

Afterwards, my days returned to peace. Although this was good news, my heart felt strangely empty. There’s no denying I’d fallen in love with him. I could only secretly hide this love; otherwise, it would only attract him and his mocking laughter.

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I sighed, leaning against the headboard. I don’t know when I’ll be able to forget my feelings for him. Otherwise, whenever I think of him, my heart feels terribly uncomfortable.

Still needing to go to work, I didn’t dwell on my feelings. I freshened up and left. The clothes swept away last night had already been cleaned up.

I glanced towards Trevin’s house. Normally, I’d run into him and his mother at this time. Not today. I was still thinking that if I encountered them and they dared to insult or attack me, I would call the police.

Their house was on the staircase landing. Walking past, I saw their door wide open, the interior a mess, as if ransacked. The landlord was cleaning with a cleaner. I furrowed my brows in confusion. What had happened? What about that shameless mother and son? Had they moved?

The landlord was at the door, giving instructions. I walked over and asked, “Um, where is the tenant of this room?”

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“I don’t know, probably died,” the landlord said casually.

I was shocked. Dead? Could it really be true? I glanced into the room; their belongings hadn't been moved, it didn't look like they were moving out.

“And, and, and, the bloodstains there also need cleaning,” the landlord added. What bad luck! How am I supposed to rent it to others in the future?

The landlord impatiently directed the cleaner. I looked in the direction he pointed, startled to see a pool of blood on the ground. Two cleaners scrubbed frantically with cleaning balls.

Several neighbors approached.

“Oh, I didn’t expect it to be this family that had an accident,” one said.

“Yeah, they seemed quite friendly, that mother and son. How did things go wrong? Could it be robbers? Tsk tsk, so unfortunate.”

Still kind? Still pitiful? Indeed, people only judge by appearances. Just like me, I was initially deceived by Reynaldo’s gentle facade, thinking…