Her Ex's Science ProjectBecause her precious Jeremy needed a lab rat, Harper shipped me off to Bendora Mental Health Institute after my surgery.
I got electroshocked until I was drooling and twitching, and she? She just slapped her hand over Jeremy's eyes like, "Ew, babe, don't look."
Jeremy scored a Research Award nomination off that mess. Harper celebrated with fireworks so loud they could've woken the dead.
Meanwhile, I was lying there in the dark, staring up at the sky while they took my leg.
To keep it quiet, Jeremy slapped on a prosthetic and threatened me if I ever opened my mouth.
He told Harper I just got "a little banged up" in the trial.
Numb, I boxed up my leg in a freezer box.
Seven days later, at Jeremy's big gala night, guess who would unwrap it like a party favor?
Yeah. Harper.