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.

last time, she had managed to frame Natalie for

Jacqueline had changed. She

know.” Shane sighed

how do you plan on handling

loved her and did not wish for Shane's

do anything to

go to the hospital next week. Her right cornea has to be operated on.

donor been found?”

seemed to not have worked out. I asked her if the donor of hers had died but she did not answer me, so I guess he's still alive. If he's alive we can't

like a plan.”

heading to bed. I'm dead tired after an

Shane grunted in acknowledgement.

phone as he turned to return

caught sight of Shane coming from the balcony smelling like tobacco. “Did you

his jacket and threw it on the couch. “It was

don't like you smoking, that's all.

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