Chapter 197 Help Me Keep Up The Act

“Dr. Ginger’s suggestion,” Deirdre replied flatly. She let the coat hang on her shoulders. “He said a shut–in lifestyle wouldn’t help my recovery either, so he told me to go outside and immerse myself in the elements for a bit.”

1 don’t think your sorry excuse of an outdoor getup was part of the suggestion, was it? How will you see Ophelia if you catch a cold?”

There was a plop as her gardening shears fell to the ground. Deirdre looked at Brendan in disbelief, her tool forgotten, her lifeless eyes quivering in their sockets. “What did you say?”

Her voice was trembling.

1 said…” Brendan repeated himself with emphatic enunciation. “Ophelia is ready to return. She’ll be with us in ten days.

This meant more than the world to her. Her eyes reddened instantly, and she clawed at Brendan’s collar- despite already suppressing most of her violent excitement–and blabbered, “D–Don’t you dare do this to me. Brendan! Don’t! Don’t g–give me hope…”

stare on her. “I

euphoria. Pure, unadulterated, and blinding–like a supernova lighting Deirdre up from within.

that his lie

the institution, but now, her condition is stable enough. She no longer regresses to being a

took over her face. “No, wait! But what about my face? She’s gonna

told her about it already. She thought it was a burning accident, and ultimately, she

again. I shouldn’t make her worry at all! I need to show her that I’m living the best life I could ever have. She needs to think

as the illusions Deirdre told herself to create and maintain weighed down on his chest. For some reason, he felt agony

all,” he replied. “As far as

She raised her head, as though she had resurfaced from an unfathomable thought, and smiled faintly. The fact that she knows about none of

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