Chapter 3: You're a Free Woman Now "Fine, Alissa, hand me a pen," Shane agreed, huffing with anger. A pen. At this moment, Alicia froze - she had forgotten to get a pen from home. Still, she decided to search her purse but could not find one. Shrugging, she told him in a nonchalant tone, "I don't have a pen with me." "You don't?" Shane rolled his head back in laughter. He gritted his teeth. "What kind of games are you playing, Alissa?" How could she come over to the hospital with papers but forget a pen? This was surely a part of her plan. When Alissa decided to defend herself, a soft, quiet voice broke through the silence. It was weak and feeble. "I have one." At this, Alissa scoffed, staring at the blue pen. "Of course." "I took it from a nurse," Cindy explained quickly, her voice laced with nervousness, wanting to avoid any conflict. "Shane, you know how much I love drawing, but I couldn't find a pencil, so I borrowed her pen." Being quick-wi
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