Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Mental breakdown?” Natalie was stumped as her eyes widened in bewilderment.

“Yes.” Shane recounted Dr. Zeplin’s diagnosis to Natalie.

Her jaw dropped after listening to him. “Stanley… is mentally unstable…”

He’s too good at concealing his true self. I’ve never noticed that he’s mentally deranged.

Noticing that she was in a daze, Shane asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Natalie shook her head to snap out of her thoughts. She made her thoughts vocal and said, “I’m just thinking maybe Joyce is not aware of Stanley’s condition.”

“That is her problem. Have you thought about how to deal with Stanley?” Shane looked at her and asked again.

The woman bit down on her lip and appeared lost. “I don’t know… I really don’t. Mr. Shane, can we talk about this tomorrow? I’m tired.”

Shane knew Natalie was merely avoiding to deal with the problem. Despite feeling irked, he could understand how she felt.

friend for so many years after all, and judging by how she valued her friendships, it would not be hard to imagine that she would need to take

rest.” Shane nodded

him to the door. Instead, she closed the

woman leaned against the door and closed her eyes to recollect

made her way toward her twins’ bedroom and turned the doorknob softly. At the sight of her twins fast asleep, she

her way to her own bedroom. The woman lay in the bed, staring right at the ceiling as

near dawn. She was roused awake by Joyce’s

you know where had Stanley gone to? I went to his place to send him some medicine, but turned out that he wasn’t at home. I called the hospital and they said that he did not go in for work either.”

a blanket and leaned against the headboard. Her face turned grim as she asked, “Joyce, how did you

not answer her question, Joyce cocked her head

people at the bar

lowered her eyes. “Then, did you know how I

would I now? I was drunk out of my wits since I was the one who drunk the most,”

shut her eyes. “Joyce, I was hypnotized by Stanley into thinking that he was

from the mat outside of Stanley’s room. “That’s