2 a.m. — The moment I will never forget

I woke up thirsty.

As I passed through the living room, I opened the camera feed on my phone out of habit, just to make sure everything was okay.

And then…

I froze.

On the screen, Emily’s bedroom door slowly opened.

A figure entered.

Thin body.
Gray hair.
Slow, unsteady steps.

I covered my mouth, my heart pounding, when I realized:

It was my mother-in-law… Margaret Mitchell.

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