Here's Chapter Four of The Mystery of the Broken Heart. The focus shifts back to Nancy here.
Nancy rubbed her head and she got out of her sleeping bag. Besides for the phone call to George and a quick snack around noon, she had slept all day long. She wasn't sure why Thornton Hall made her so tired during the day.
It was dark outside, and Nancy checked her phone to see that it was a little before 6:00 PM. The phone said she had five saved voicemails from Ned and one from her father. Nancy deleted Ned's voicemails without even listening to them, then she called her father. Mr. Drew was a bit worried that Nancy wouldn't make it back home in time for her birthday, in five days.
After that, Nancy read her text messages. She had three of them, and the first one was from George.
I called Bess. The boyfriend thing was just one of her stupid jokes. She and Ned are not a couple. Repeat: they are NOT a couple.
Nancy considered it for a moment. Bess did come up with stupid jokes sometimes, but...Nancy wasn't so sure. Pretending to steal a boyfriend was in bad taste, even for Bess.
The second text message was from Henry Bolet, a college student Nancy met while in New Orleans. He had a random question about Nancy's investigation there, a few years ago. The final text message was from Deirdre Shannon.
Sooo...does this mean Ned is single again?
"How the heck did she find out?" Nancy cried out loud. Deirdre was Nancy's semi-rival back in River Heights. She had a crush on Ned for as long as Nancy could remember and...
"I don't get it," Nancy said. "I can trust Ned around Deirdre. I can even trust him around Minkie McNab! But I can't trust him around Bess? Something's weird here."
Nancy sighed and tried to put her relationship problems out of her mind. She had a mystery she needed to focus on.
For the most part, Nancy was able to completely focus on the strange happenings at Thornton Hall. When Nancy started talking with Jessalyn Thornton, however, she cracked completely.
"Did you know Colton's here?" Nancy asked. "He's been talking to another girl named Lexie."
"I don't have time for that," Jessalyn said.
"Well, make time for that!" Nancy said. "Your boyfriend is cheating on you! He's a dirty slob who should be grabbed by his messy hair and his...adorable eyes and...WHY? Why are boys like that? And with Bess, of all people!"
"Nancy, are you-?"
"Well, I'm going to figure out what happened," Nancy said. "Was it her fault, or his fault? I guess it doesn't really matter, but I have to know! I have to know!"
"Are you feelin' okay?" Jessalyn asked.
"What?" Nancy asked. Then she slapped herself on the forehead. "Oh, right, Charlotte's necklace. I'll get it for you. Don't worry."