“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.”

Natalie was merely avoiding to deal with the problem. Despite feeling irked,

her friendships, it would not be hard to imagine that she would need to

Have a good rest.” Shane nodded his head slightly

him to the door. Instead, she closed the

eyes to recollect herself.

turned the doorknob softly. At the sight of her

bedroom. The woman lay in the bed, staring right at the

roused awake by Joyce's phone call at

but turned out that he wasn't at home. I called the hospital and they said that he did not go in for work either.” Joyce sounded exasperated

a blanket and leaned against the headboard. Her face turned

her question, Joyce

bar sent me home.

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

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

a 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

from the mat outside of Stanley's room.

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