𝐌𝐲 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐬 𝐈𝐥𝐥 (g.w. x reader)

In a mental hospital. The majority of your days you sat and played with your hands. Every once in a while getting notes from strangers. No one ever spoke to you except the caretakers. You never spoke to anybody anyway it was pointless for them.

Until one day two unfamiliar men walk in.

P.s. I'm making the chapters shorter than I usually would that way I don't get tired of writing. Love you guys :> stay cool