I Brought Soup To My Sick Husband… Then I Heard Him Tell Someone I Was Already Dead
The Locked Door
I slept in the guest room again, this time with the door locked.
At 1:18 a.m., the handle moved once. Slowly. Quietly. I stared at it from the bed, my heart pounding against my ribs. Then Ethan’s footsteps retreated down the hall.
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