Goodbye, My Love

“Hey, I heard that Keely Haywood lost her mind and was sent to a mental institution. Is it true or just a rumor?”

However, after hitting send, her message was met with a prolonged silence.

The longer Marina was left waiting, the more her fury grew. On the brink of hurling her phone away in frustration, she clenched her jaw and growled, “A bunch of opportunistic hypocrites! They fawned over me like loyal pets when they needed something. Now, just because Marco has put me on a financial Leash and I had a couple of scandals, they treat me like I’m invisible?”

However, she knew deep down that they were nothing but a group of false friends. Reprimanding them would serve no purpose and would only instigate further ridicule.

In the midst of her disappointment, a private message suddenly flashed on her screen.

Upon seeing the sender’s name, Marina’s expression grew complex.

a message from Colette,

hadn’t spoken in a while following their failed attempt to take down Loraine and join the food court

Angela’s Library

ever, as if nothing had transpired. After a

visited the Conning Rehabilitation Center, where Keely is indeed residing. Other than looking a bit haggard,

words turned Marina’s face even paler. She stared at the message, a lump

true that Keely wasn’t insane? Had Loraine and Marco used some tactic to directly commit her to the rehabilitation

this, another message from Colette

Keely’s. At least I haven’t been incarcerated in a

was a picture of

these thoughts!

offenses as grave as those of Marina and