Aileen is framed by her family and locked in a sanitarium for three years. Now free but terminally ill, she plans to escape to California, but her husband Kellen refuses to let her go until she signs the divorce papers. Can she break free before her time runs out?
alien pack your stuff someone's here to pick you up once you're out keep your head down and stay out of trouble your family actually cares about you family yeah family the only relationship in this world you can actually count on honestly I'd rather have no family at all I used to have a happy family my father mother
Mother, brother, and my husband. They all loved me. Eileen, look. What have I brought for you?
It's gorgeous! Thanks, William! You are the best brother in the world! Father, mother, I'm your biological daughter.
The moment Isabella walked into this house, everything changed. She became their darling daughter, and I... I was just an outsider. I thought, Kellen, perhaps Karen will be different.
Karen is my husband. I thought he loved me. I never expected him to be the one who personally sent me to the sanitarium. Kellen! William! Father! Mother! I swear I didn't hurt anyone! I'm not crazy, please believe me!
The evidence is clear, and you're still trying to deny it? Aileen, I never realized how sick and twisted you really are. Kellen, why are you even wasting your breath on her? She tried to ruin Isabella.
She deserves to be locked up in the sanitarium and straightened out. No, Kellen. Please, I'm begging you. Don't send me to the sanitarium! Take her away! I thought I'd never be loved again until Daisy came along.
Here. Don't cry, big sister. The storm will pass. But the only little girl who ever gave me warmth is gone. Have you learned your lesson, Aileen?
I'm sorry, Mr. Rousseau. I've learned my lesson. Get in. Sign this.
Of course, Mr. Rousseau. Eileen, did someone beat you in there? No. Nobody hit me. I was just clumsy. Even if they did, you had it coming.
Yes. Eileen, why are you holding on to that piece of drunk? Toss it. Now. Kellen, please. No, I can't. It's the only keepsake from my friend. She's gone. Please don't throw it Whatever, Aileen.
We have seven days until the divorce is final. You'd better behave yourself. If I catch you messing with Isabella again, I'll throw you and that piece of trash straight onto the street. I won't, Kellen. I swear. I will never hurt her again. seven days just seven more days and i can finally take daisy with me to that sunflower
california