- SERAPHINE
They had tried to harm me, and when I didn't die from the fall, they pivoted. They were going to use this "accident" to lock me away in a private psych ward where they could control me even more. Or worse, where they could make sure the next "accident" finished the job.
I heard the curtain rings jingle. I closed my eyes quickly, pretending to be asleep or dazed.
"Sweetie?" Marielle’s voice was right next to my ear. She leaned in, her hand brushing a stray hair away from my forehead. It should have been a sweet gesture, but it felt like a snake crawling over my skin.
"The doctor says you need to stay here for a while," she whispered. "Just to make sure you’re safe. We’re so worried about you, honey. Why didn't you tell us you were feeling so hopeless?"
My stomach twisted in
