Shane strode over to the head of the bed and pulled open the drawer of his nightstand. From within, he took out a pre-cut cigar and lit it as he strode over to the balcony. After a puff, he responded. “Is that what she told you?”

“Well, no.” Jackson shook his head. “She called me as she was crying. Kept saying that she didn't mean to, so I took a guess that you might have been giving her a hard time.”

Shane scoffed. “Did you ask her what actually happened?”

“I did, but she cried the entire time and did not tell me. That is the reason I called. Shane, what's going on?” Jackson asked with a frown.

Shane blew a cloud of smoke and told Jackson everything.

He froze when Shane finished. It was a long while before he spoke. “How could she do something like that?”

Jackson could not understand. All the child did was touch her piano.

Why did she have to overreact and shove Sharon aside? Was that the Jacqueline I knew?

Jackson began to wonder if the sweet girl that he knew was still in there somewhere.

gone. The last time, she had managed to frame Natalie for

laugh. “Shane, perhaps Jacqueline had changed. She isn't who she used

know.” Shane sighed

you plan on

disappointed in Jacqueline, he still loved her and did not wish for Shane's punishment to be

not do anything to

go to the

been found?” Shane

did not answer me, so I guess he's still alive. If he's alive we can't extract his cornea. The only thing we can do is to

like a plan.” Shane

heading to bed. I'm dead tired

Shane grunted in acknowledgement.

his phone as

shower and caught sight of Shane coming from

and threw it on the couch. “It was only one cigar. Is

Natalie shook her head. “It's actually rather pleasant. I just don't like you smoking, that's

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