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The girls brightened instantly.

“We’re in Mommy’s room!” Emily shouted happily.

The footsteps above froze.

For one long moment, nothing moved.

Then—

slowly—

the basement door creaked shut upstairs.

And I heard the lock click.

My heart nearly stopped.

Daniel’s footsteps began descending the basement stairs one at a time.

Unhurried.

Controlled.

By the time he stepped into the light, his expression had completely changed.

Not angry.

Worse.

Disappointed.

His eyes moved from the unlocked door…

to the journals in my hand…

to the girls standing beside me.

Then he sighed softly.

“I told them never to bring anyone down here.”

I backed away instinctively.