MY HUSBAND DI:ED IN A CAR CRASH — BUT A MONTH AFTER HIS FUNERAL, HIS BOSS CALLED AND SAID,

“Marcus?”

My heart started pounding.

It was Sarah.

I moved toward the door.

Marcus grabbed my arm.

“Don’t.”

I pulled away.

“She’s my sister.”

“And that’s exactly why you shouldn’t open that door.”

I stared at him.

For the first time, I wasn’t sure which man I was supposed to be afraid of.

Sarah knocked again.

“Emily?”

I looked at Marcus.

“How does she know I’m here?”

He didn’t answer.

The silence told me everything.

Someone had told her.

But who?

I walked to the door.

Marcus whispered behind me.

“If you open that door, there is no going back.”

I put my hand on the handle.

Then I heard Sarah’s voice again.

 

 

 

This time, she wasn’t speaking to Marcus.

She was speaking directly to me.

“Emily, please.”

Her voice was trembling.

“I know what Liam left you.”

My hand froze.

She knew.

I slowly turned around.

Marcus was standing behind me.

His face had gone completely pale.

Sarah continued from the hallway.

“Emily, you need to listen to me before Marcus tells you his version of what happened.”

Marcus stepped toward the door.

“Don’t believe her.”

I looked at him.

“Why?”

He stared at me for several seconds.

Then he said something that made my entire body go numb.

“Because Sarah was the last person to see your husband alive.”

I couldn’t move.