“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.”

to deal with the problem. Despite feeling irked, he could understand

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 more

nodded his head slightly and headed for the

not seen him to the door. Instead, she closed the door

her eyes to recollect herself. After regaining her composure only did she head

the doorknob softly. At the sight

own bedroom. The woman lay in the

was roused awake by Joyce's phone

turned out that he wasn't at home. I

the headboard. Her face turned grim as

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

at the bar sent me home.

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

I was drunk out of my wits since I was the one who drunk the most,” Joyce answered with a

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

the mat outside of Stanley's room.

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