Jasper threw me back into the psych ward.
He instructed the doctor, low and firm, "Intensify her treatment. We're getting married in a month, and she can't mess this up."
After that, needles jabbed into me, electric shocks seared through my body, and I spent nearly every single day strapped to a stiff hospital bed.
But I'm telling the truth... I never hurt Monica.
A tidal wave of wronged bitterness and hopelessness crashed over me, swallowing me whole.
He never once came to visit me. But I saw him on TV, going everywhere with Monica, busy, and they looked so happy together.
Meanwhile, day after day of shock treatment only cleared my head more, and my mind grew sharper than it had ever been before.
My resolve to get out was stronger than it had been right after I was reborn.
Finally
