"Today's the day I leave the hospital," Jane said, a hint of excitement in her voice. She was sitting in a wheelchair in her private room, her thoughts swirling. Mom had insisted she stay at the Mansion to recover, saying they would hire a good therapist to help her heal quickly. Jane had agreed, for she had nowhere else to go. Her children were still at the Mansion, and she had no intention of returning to her own family's home.
"I even begged Mom to let me stay in my old room at the Mansion," she continued, a slight frown creasing her brow. "At first, they were surprised, especially Robert. But eventually, they agreed. I wonder why they react like that. Robert and I are separated. There's no reason for us to be in the same room."
The memory of Alice's words still haunted her. "He said
