However, Kayla went silent for a moment. "Wesley, your illness is far beyond my expectations. Max has taken photos of you hurting yourself and told me that you thought he did this to you. He has already found you an asylum. I will tell someone to pick you up later."
Before I could explain, she hung up the phone.
I sent a message to tell her about what that scumbag did to me.
Still, there was no response from Kayla.
I knew I had lost my last chance; Kayla wouldn't believe me.
Max would always win by striking first.
At that moment, my heart and body were all shattered.
I cooperated, packed my things, and walked into the asylum.
I didn't see my sister show up even though the gate of this horrible place was shut.
-4
Back home, I finally chose the room farthest away from Kayla's.
She probably didn't want to see me.
In the past, she arranged my room the closest to hers on purpose.
She said, "I will never leave you alone."
She said, "You're my favorite, Wesley."
She said, "I won't let anyone bully you, Wesley."
But now, she abandoned me, hated me, and left me with those scumbags for fun.
The doorbell brought me back to my senses.
Kayla went to open the door.
It was Max who brought some food here.