“No one hates you, Nebraska,” Sarah replied quietly. Normally she would have been quite annoyed to see her daughter throwing a tantrum like this, but she wanted to be understanding when the girl had been through so much. “You may not remember, and you may not believe us, but your father and I love you. Your friends have been calling left and right to see you, and your old boyfriend still loves you and never saw anyone else while you were in a coma. Sarah ignored the laptop on the floor. Destroying her own property was her daughter's problem.