I felt bad about it. I felt bad for myself. Why is it that no matter what I do, I still feel like I will never be Jagger's equal?

　　Jagger made me sit on his sofa and touched my cheek. He was still blushing because of his anger but when he came to me he became soft.

　　"Are you okay? Don't worry, please. She will never be able to come back here. I can't let people treat you like that."

　　I smiled bitterly. "Yes." I caressed his hand. "I was already used to ...