On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 57

The words “back to that asylum” hit her like a physical blow. Her entire body began to shake.

Lance noticed the change immediately. “What’s wrong?”

Jessica felt a wave of cold dread wash over her. A fine sheen of sweat broke out on her forehead and back. Her lips trembled uncontrollably. Her mind had left that place, but the nightmares had followed her. They were more vivid now than ever.

She tried to push him away, but her limbs felt weak and useless.

He caught her wrists. “Jessica, what is it?”

“Get out,” she choked out, her teeth chattering. “Get out!”

He stared at her for a long, hard moment before turning and leaving the bathroom. The second the door clicked shut, Jessica’s legs gave out. She slid down the cold, tiled wall and curled into a tight ball, hugging her knees to her chest as silent, wracking sobs shook her body.

One week after leaving the asylum, one week after the last electroshock treatment, it had happened again. The mere threat of being sent back had been enough.

She was terrified. And she was humiliated.

She had been her mother’s princess, clean and proud and perfect. Now, this. She dug her fingernails into her palms, trying to stifle her cries, leaving bloody crescent moons in her skin.

Later, she stumbled back to her room and locked herself in the bathroom. She scrubbed at her skin with a loofah until it was raw and red, but she still didn’t feel clean.

Late that night, the light was still on in Lance’s study. Catherine knocked softly on the door.

“Come in.”

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