When Shane came back, I approached him in the living room with the cake, but he knocked it over, smearing cream all over me.Soon, the medical attendants were pinning me to a bed in a psychiatric facility. A cold needle pierced my vein, and the pills tasted so bitter I wanted to throw up.Shane stood right outside the glass window, holding a photo of Cassidy. His eyes were as cold as ice, and his expression made it clear he thought I deserved this.I jolted awake and sat up, finding myself drenched in sweat and my pajamas soaked.Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a cold glow over the room. I sat on the bed with my knees drawn to my chest, my heart racing.I took out my phone and found Shane's number in my contacts, along with his previous friend request on social media. Without the slightest hesitation, I deleted his number and blocked him everywhere.Just then, a message from Dad popped up."Nessa, I've already spoken to Frank's father, the patriarch of the Garner
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