Three years ago, as I was walking downstairs, Chantal suddenly appeared out of nowhere and screamed as she threw herself down the steps.She lay at the bottom in a pool of blood, crying, "Mary, it's okay if you pushed me. I shouldn't have taken Mom, Dad, and Wallace away from you. I deserve this."A blind spot in the security cameras, a maid who "happened" to walk in at that exact second, and my hairpin clutched in Chantal's hand formed ironclad evidence.No matter how much I begged or tried to explain, nobody believed me.Beryl went hysterical, screaming that I needed to pay with my life, while Isiah backhanded me across the face.And Wallace, the one who had personally brought me back to the family, looked at me like I was a monster. "You're rotten to the core! You don't deserve to be a Hayden, and you definitely don't deserve to be my sister."With a forged psychiatric evaluation, they had me locked away in a suburban asylum. I was trapped there for three whole years....A
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