“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.”

was merely avoiding to deal with the

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

a good rest.” Shane nodded his head slightly and headed

the first time Natalie had not seen him to the door.

her eyes to

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

lay in the

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

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

and leaned against the headboard. Her face turned

her question, Joyce

at the bar sent me home.

eyes. “Then, did you know how I got back

I was the one who drunk the most,”

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

Joyce jolted from the mat outside of

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