“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.

Does Joyce know about this?

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.

 

friendships, it would not be hard to imagine that she would need to take more time to digest and eventually decide on

good rest.” Shane nodded his

 

to the door. Instead, she closed the door behind him

the door and closed her eyes to recollect herself. After regaining her composure only did

softly. At the sight of her

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

only fallen asleep near dawn. She was roused awake by Joyce’s phone call at eight o’clock

medicine, but turned out that he wasn’t at home. I called the hospital and

leaned against the headboard. Her face turned grim as she

Joyce cocked

at the bar sent me

“Then, did you know how I got

wits since I was the one who drunk the most,” Joyce

stern face on as she breathed in deeply and shut her eyes. “Joyce, I was hypnotized by Stanley into thinking that he was Shane so that he could have his way with

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

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