Instead of going to the balcony, Rebecca went to her room.

She couldn’t focus on her work as she kept thinking back on the stick in Selena’s room. She didn’t want that stick to exist as it was bringing back a terrible memory.

What’s confusing was that, when she thought of the past, she was imagining Benjamin getting beaten with a stick but not Benyamin.

“Why am I thinking about him instead of thinking about my husband?” Rebecca slapped herself. “What’s wrong with me?”

She felt like she was insu