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Later, I went to visit Vivian at the mental institution.
When I saw her again, she was wearing a white hospital gown, curled up in the corner of her pom. She kept knocking her head against the wall, her eyes vacant as she muttered to herself.
- me.
The moment she noticed me, her gaze sharpened. She scrambled to her feet and lunged at
But the thick glass between us stopped her from reaching me.
All she could do was claw at the glass like a trapped beast, her face twisted in rage.
A wave of sorrow washed over me.
She was even thinner than before, to the point of being unrecognizable. Though her broken eg had been surgically repaired, it still looked unnatural.
She stared at me with unrelenting hatred, her eyes fixed on my now slender face and on my slightly rounded belly.
Slamming her fists against the glass, she screamed over and over, “This was supposed to be my life! It’s mine! You stole my body! You will never end well!”
Her gaze was venomous as if she wanted to tear me apart.
I gently placed a hand on my belly and said calmly, “Vivian, you still don’t understand… No one can steal another’s life. The life you live is the one you choose for yourself.”
With that, I turned and walked away.
As I stepped out into the hallway, I saw Cedric waiting for me at the exit.
I walked up to him and asked, “Have all the fees been settled?”
He nodded, reached out to support me, and guided me forward.
“Thank you,” I suddenly said.
He stopped in his tracks and looked at me with warmth in his eyes.
I continued, “Thank you for gathering evidence against Herbert and rescuing Jeanette frr the Yates family.”
Cedric was briefly stunned, then smiled softly and said, “Let’s go home, my love.”
The End
