Chapter 22 Recalling the PastAs if hearing my inner monologue, Dexter suddenly looked up and gazed at the empty room, the place where I used to live. It was so empty, as if no one had ever lived there.Ironically, Lana had everything that I didn't."Carrie, are you here? I can feel your presence," Dexter muttered, lost and disoriented.He sat down in my room.Anita, the housekeeper, came up and sighed."Dexter, restrain your sorrow. Carrie cared about you so much."When you got drunk, she prepared the sobering soup and oatmeal for you."And those eye protection things on your desk, too."Your shirts and other clothes were all ironed by her," she said.Dexter suddenly remembered a long time ago, when he came home drunk and saw me poking my head out timidly from my room, looking at him. At that time, I had just entered middle school, and he was constantly busy with work.What did he do back then?He tried hard to recall."If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been so exh

Extra StoryLana couldn't bear the campus violence. She jumped off the high-rise building half a year later.Standing in front of the building, she thought that the seemingly fragile me was quite resilient.After all, I had endured Dexter's emotional abuse for 18 years and suffered from campus bullying for six years, from middle school to high school.I didn't commit suicide, but I was killed in a car accident.How ironic!Upon hearing the news, Dexter just sneered."Serves her right," he said. "She got off easy."Everyone knew Dexter, the young and promising CEO of the Bell Corporation.There was a large photo hanging in his house, rumored to be his sister.Dexter searched through the house and his phone, but he couldn't find a single photo of me.Finally, he found one on my retrieved phone.In the photo, I wore a white dress and a tiara embedded with sparkling diamonds that shimmered in the sunlight.My eyes were bright and joyful, holding a birthday cake in my hands.I