But the mirror on the closet door showed me an entirely different scene.

Beneath the bed, Courtney slid her foot along Jared’s leg—slowly at first, then brazenly.

He glanced at my face to make sure I was still motionless, then gripped her knee firmly.

He didn’t push her away.

He was telling her to wait.

When they finally stepped out into the hallway, I got up as best I could and followed them.