Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“You…” Susan was shaking all over from fury. “You’ve caused Jas to end up in this condition. How dare you accuse her of pretending?”

“Oh really? I would say she’s putting on an act! I don’t believe she’s as insane as she portrayed herself to be!” Natalie stared at Jasmine who was lying in the bed.

Narrowing her eyes dangerously, Susan jabbed back, “How could you even utter those words! Even if Jas were pretending, you’re not qualified to judge. Are those psychiatrists mere decorations? Are you calling them farces as well? It’s obvious you’re here to cause a ruckus! Off with you!”

With that, she raised her hand, ready to strike.

Her words were effective. Immediately Susan’s furious expression paled. She held her hand back and pointed to the door reluctantly, “Get out! You’ve overstayed your welcome. Out with you!”

“I’ll be taking my leave then.” Lifting her handbag strap onto her shoulder, Natalie proceeded to walk out through the door.

Stopping short at the doorway, she turned back and glared at Susan who was still fuming and warned, “I’ll still say this again. I believe that Jasmine is not crazy as she made herself out to be. I’ll arrange for someone to come and monitor her twenty-four seven all year round. The moment she shows any sign of sanity, I’ll send her packing back to the prison where she rightfully belongs!”

Susan could only clench her fists tightly.

be charged with yet another crime. By then her sentence will be extended. For

Be prepared to be disappointed. Jas has indeed gone insane!”

be skeptical no matter what. If she had really lost her mind, it’d do her good for her

too long, even if one were not

she walked out. She headed to the director’s office to

footage of her. To date, they could not detect any telltale signs

for someone

her studio and busied herself with

was engrossed in her work, a

Joyce outside

in with a tired look, pulled out a

a glass of water for her, Natalie curiously inquired, “Didn’t you accompany

my presence there would only affect Stanley’s treatment.” Swallowing the lump in her throat, Joyce continued with a wry smile, “After all, Stanley hates me. Seeing