Two years later

CIARA

“Ms. Ciara.”

I was getting my hair straightened in my room, when the nurse called my name. I spurned to see her standing behind me with her hands folded.

It was nurse Mary, the one who became my friend after I was declared sane by the doctors in the facility, I had been caged in for more than two years.

She did mention that Ryan and Herzl usual paid me visits all the while I was mentally derailed, but she doesn’t like using the words, mentally derailed, she ...