Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Bonnie arrived at the mental hospital when it was five past seven at night.

Seeing her, the nurse let out a smug smile.

“You’re really punctual, Miss Annie.” The nurse went to hold Bonnie’s arm.

Bonnie beamed, “Yeah, how can I help you?”

“Well, the kitchen is short on people tonight. You can go to help to make a fruit tray.” The nurse responded.

Bonnie was then led to the kitchen.

There were already some volunteers here who were making salad, decorating cake, fixing dinner.

Everything was going on as planned.

“Miss Annie, you can help to put the dates, small tomatoes and apple slices into this tray. Everyone gets a portion.” The nurse said.

“Okay.” Bonnie nodded.

a bit, Bonnie pointed at the note on the tray and asked curiously, “What

patients are neat freaks and might get irritated if they get other patients’ plates, so we labeled each plate.” The

“Got it.” Bonnie answered.

nurse’s order which might seem

the end, Bonnie felt her

getting everything done, all the dishes were wheeled out to serve to the

stage, some volunteers sang

suddenly collapsed to

on?” The nurse

standing next to her sneered, “Well, he deserved it. He just poached my fruit

The nurse followed his words, “He got unconscious because he had the fruit? Who made

“It’s Annie!”

would you poison the fruit tray!” The nurse was furious and directly called 911, “I will send you to prison

and crossed her arms

here for

was going

police station, police would find that she was almost raped by this man here, so it was no wonder Annie would