Female Novel
Chapter 302
Chapter 302
“Today is Stephie’s first time being hospitalized for treatment. Peter said Stephie’s condition isn’tsevere. She can live a normal life like else with proper treatment.
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“Today is Stephie’s second time being hospitalized for treatment. Peter said Stephie is getting betterand is starting to play games with other kids.
“Today is Stephie’s third time being hospitalized for treatment. Peter said Stephie’s condition hasworsened.
“Today, Georgie ran away from home. We searched for a long time before finding out that it hadsneaked into the psychiatric hospital to look for Stephie.
“Georgie hasn’t been eating or drinking since returning home. It’s been lying at the door, lookingsad. I know it’s waiting for Stephie.”
The photo was taken by my mother. Georgie was lying at the door with its head down, lookinglonely.
My heart ached as I gently touched the photo with my fingers, wanting to touch Georgie.
I had no memories of Georgie, but seeing his photo still brought tears to my eyes.
“Peter said Stephie can return to a normal life now. We can take her home. I’m so happy. I cried allnight yesterday. We can finally bring Stephie home.”
According to the diary, I went to Peter for treatment three times. The final hospitalization lasted halfa year, and the entire treatment process took a whole year. What did Peter do to me during thatyear? Why couldn’t I remember anything?
It was like that part of my memory had been wiped clean from my mind. I couldn’t remember asingle thing…
“Stephie and Georgie.”
After completing my first treatment at the psychiatric hospital, Georgie was still alive.
I successfully entered kindergarten. Although I was a bit socially isolated, I could still live a normallife with my friends and teachers.
When I was eight years old, the same year I met Steven, I was admitted to the psychiatric hospitalonce again.
The reason was that I stabbed a child at the orphanage. It was not fatal, but everyone was terrified.
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According to the diary, I killed a chicken at the orphanage…
I rubbed my eyebrows, feeling a headache coming on as I looked at my mother’s diary entries aboutme.
Was I so reckless as a child? Why would I kill a chicken?
The scariest thing was that looking at these entries made me feel like I was looking at someoneelse’s life.
It was like the memories from that period didn’t belong to me at all.
Who was I before I lost my memory?
Michael was wary and afraid of me, yet he said he loved me…
The person Steven was obsessed with, protected, and loved was also the me of that time…
Was I really much better back then than I was now?
I was lying despondently in bed. I stared at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.
Strangely enough, I felt a bit jealous of myself.
Although I didn’t know why I lost my memories, I found myself jealous of the version of me who stillhad those memories.
“Ms. Stephie, it’s time for breakfast.”
Around 7:30 am, Angel came and knocked on the door.
I didn’t respond to her.
After another half hour, Angel came again. “Ms. Stephie, it’s time for breakfast.”
I reluctantly opened the door, only to see Michael standing outside.
“Stephie, come downstairs for breakfast.” He was about to knock on the door, but he was relievedwhen he saw me open it. “Did you sleep well last night?”
I looked at Angel warily and asked Michael, “Did you sleep well last night?”
Angel subconsciously glanced at me. Out of Michael’s sight, she made a hush gesture and gentlyshook her head.
I was stunned for a moment, my body stiffening. novelbin
What did she mean? Did she discover me in Michael’s room last night?