I thought I could bear it, but now I realized I really couldn’t. Seeing him made me sick. Every time he spoke, the scenes from the recording replayed in my mind. I just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Open the door first. Let’s talk.” He remained adamant and continued to knock on the door from outside. His voice was colder than before.

“I don’t want to talk to you, and I sure as hell don’t want to hear your voice. Please stay away from me, okay?” I ...