“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.”

with the problem. Despite feeling irked, he

valued her friendships, it would not be hard to imagine that she would need to take more time to digest

Shane nodded his head

Natalie had not seen him to the door. Instead, she

and closed her eyes to recollect herself. After regaining her

her twins' bedroom and turned the doorknob softly. At the sight of her twins fast

own bedroom. The woman lay in the bed, staring right at the ceiling as she tried to process what had taken

near dawn. She was roused awake by Joyce's phone call at eight

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

with a blanket and leaned against the headboard. Her face turned grim as she

that Natalie did not answer her question, Joyce cocked her head to one side in

people at the bar sent me

you know how I got back home

now? I was drunk out of my wits since I was the one

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

from the mat outside of Stanley's

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