The Day My Sanity and Daughter Died
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As the iron gates of the mental institute swing open, my wife, Serena Seacrest, walks in with her childhood sweetheart, Adrian Cross, beside her. She looks at me with utter disgust.
I am strapped tightly to the bed, unable to move.
She sneers, "Damian, you've been subjected to electroshock treatments for an entire month. Is your mania any better? You pushed Adrian down the stairs and nearly broke his leg, so I sent you here to teach you how to be a normal person."
Serena tosses a worn-out pink comfort bunny onto the floor and speaks as though she is granting me a favor.
