Chapter 34 Psych ward

• Kayleigh
• After all these years, I was finally admitted again. I looked at my surroundings. The whitewashed walls, the door with a window, and a lock system from the other side. The standard living furniture was an indication of more depressing thoughts ahead.
• I remembered I was there before, right after my dad died. Mom said she killed him, that it was self-defense. But what if I did it? I still couldn't recollect the exact details up to this date. My psychiatrist said I might never will, and I've made my peace with that fact.