Hannah's POV:
The following two days were traumatizing. I was imprisoned in rehab like a prisoner. The door of my room was always locked. I tried to escape, but the windows were sealed.
They opened the door three times a day only to give me food. And the reason for my suffering is Liam fucking Eaton. How can he think that I am crazy? I thought he loved me.
Suddenly, the door opened again, and a middle-aged woman got in. She was wearing a white coat, and she was carrying a writing clip pad in her hand. Great! Now the doctor has arrived.
I always hated therapists. They always pry too much on me, and in the end, they don't give me a solution to my problems.
She sat on a stool which was beside my bed. " I am Dr. Anna, and I am assigned to help you. How are you doing today, Hannah?"
Her voice was very robotic. I don't like people like her.
"When are you going to release me?" I asked her blankly.
