At 4:16 P.M., they told us the news about Ashley’s condition, and it wasn’t good.
“She’s having vivid hallucinations and paranoia right now; it is unknown if her medication might have caused it. Still, it’s so strange that you both experienced bizarre things so close together,” the nurse said, looking right at me. I could feel everyone’s eyes turn to look at me and I felt discomforted by the swarm of eyes.
Will they suspect me soon? Oh, what have I done…?
“Will she be okay?” I asked, shaking.
“With antipsychotics, her hallucinations and paranoia should be under control. Hey, I have an idea; why don’t you all make her a get well soon poster? She would really appreciate it.”
Oh, great, I can’t skip out on this. I’ll feel so guilty making the poster.
“Great idea,” Morgan said with
