“What? What are you saying?” I demanded.
“I’m asking you if you want me to get rid of your little problem,” Levi said.
“I know what you’re saying I just don’t know why you’re saying that to me.”
“Don’t you tho?” Levi asked.
“No, I don’t. I don’t know why you would say this to me, L. I don’t have a problem,” I lied.
“Right. That’s why you’re crying in a dark room,” Levi joked.
“You think you’re so f*****g funny, don’t you, L? Who’s fault is it again that I’m in this dark room to begin with?” I asked. I swiped at my tears and crossed my arms. Levi smiled down at me and I wanted to punch him.
“I’m not the one who made you cry, Amia. And who brought you into this room isn’t the one who is responsible for those tears. Now tell me. What did he do to you?” Levi asked again. His tone was ge
