---- are you here? Are you here with Jason?" "Hello, Mr. Kirk." I smiled, but I was not happy. "Tt really is you!" He looked around and asked, "Where's Jason?" My stomach churned, feeling nauseous once more. Ihad an adverse reaction every time I heard Jason's name being mentioned. It was formed slowly through the ravages of the mental asylum. It was because of that reaction that I no longer dared to love him. "H-He isn't around. I moved out." I tugged at the hem of my shirt, wondering how I could get Ted to help me keep it a secret. "You moved out, and now, you're working in my hotel as a waitress?" I was stunned. "Y-Your hotel?" ---- He nodded. "I had nothing better to do." He saw my back and frowned. "Why are your clothes torn?" Before I could answer, he took me to a room on the top floor of the hotel. "This is my room. Wait here. I'll get someone to get you a new set of clothes." When I was just about to refuse him, he suddenly narrowed his gaze and turned me around, looking at my lower back. He asked chillingly, "Who did this to you?"