Chapter 123

I asked him that, even though I didn't really want to know the answer. I just wanted him to feel a fraction of the pain I once went through. "Jonathan, you have no right to ask me that! Don't you already know why I tried to kill myself by cutting my wrist?" I said sharply. "I thought you were just throwing a tantrum," he replied. After a long pause, he said, "Elise, you've thrown many tantrums before, but you've never..." "Exactly," I interrupted with a bitter laugh. "In your eyes, I'm always just being dramatic. Every time, it was just me trying to get your attention. Even if I actually died, you'd still see it as nothing more than another stunt, wouldn't you?" Jonathan said nothing and remained silent for a long while. It was as if he had never imagined that I would really do something like this. He held my face tightly, and I could feel the tension in his touch, along with the storm of emotions he was trying to suppress. I had never seen him like this before. Jonathan was a