"That's a lie!" Miranda lunged toward him, but the security guards blocked her. "He's lying, Maeve! Everything he says is a lie!"
"Miranda, please." Carter's voice softened, became almost gentle. "You need help. Let me arrange for proper care. A facility where you can…"
"I'm not crazy!" But Miranda's voice cracked, and Maeve saw it, the doubt creeping in, the years of gaslighting taking their toll. "I'm not, Maeve, please, you have to believe me…"
"Miss Welch." One of the security guards spoke firmly. "We're going to escort you out. You can come willingly, or we'll call the police for trespassing."
Miranda looked at Maeve, desperation and defeat warring in her expression. "Please. Don't marry him. Don't make my mistake."
Then they were taking her away, her protests echoing through the
