Janet and Grace both frowned as the nurse and two security guards gently but firmly took Sonia out of the visiting lounge. Sonia didn’t resist, but her body was limp, her eyes blank as she stared at nothing.
“She’s back to that silent act again,” Grace whispered, watching as they guided Sonia down the hallway.
Janet nodded, folding her arms tightly. “Same blank face. Same empty stare. Just like ealier.”
“She didn’t even look at us,” Grace muttered. “Not once.”
“She knows we’re here. She’s not crazy,” Janet replied with a scowl. “She’s just pretending.”
Grace looked sideways at her. “You’re sure? What if she really lost it?”
“No,” Janet said firmly. “Sonia knows exactly what she’s doing. She wants everyone to think she’s broken. That way, no one will blame her.”
They watched as Sonia
