“Mr. Lewis, when will your wife be coming in
for her physical therapy? She needs to be
checked out. It could be dangerous.”
Mark froze, suddenly remembering.
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“Didn’t you call Amy?”
“We did, but her phone’s been off, so we
contacted you.”
A knot formed in Mark’s stomach.
He hung up and called me.
My phone went straight to voicemail.
Panic set in. He remembered throwing me
into the pond, and I hadn’t been seen since.
A terrible thought entered his mind, but he
refused to believe it. He abandoned
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The place was deserted.
Mark breathed a sigh of relief.
He’d known it! Amy was such a good
swimmer. She couldn’t have drowned.
She must be hiding, trying to scare him.
Just as he was about to leave, he noticed a
black boot lying on the bank.
His blood ran cold.
He recognized it. It was Amy’s.
He’d even bent down and put it on her that
day because she hadn’t been feeling well.
He couldn’t be wrong.
“Amy… Amy! Where are you? Don’t do this!”
He screamed her name, but only his own
echoes answered.
Terror gripped him.
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“Find her! I want every camera checked,
every inch of this area searched!”
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Soon, his assistant returned, his face pale.
“Mr. Lewis, we’ve checked all the security
cameras. Mrs. Lewis hasn’t left the cemetery
since the funeral.
“And… we found her phone in the car. And a
recording.”
Mark snatched the phone.
He played the recording and heard Sarah’s
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“My oxygen tank was perfectly fine that
day…”
Chapter 2
It was the conversation Sarah and I had at
Ethan’s grave.
Mark’s face turned gray, his hands trembling.
So, Sarah’s oxygen tank hadn’t malfunctioned
at all…
What had he done?
He’d given the oxygen meant for his son to
Sarah, causing Ethan to drown and putting
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me in a coma.
And it was all just a test for Sarah!
Mark could barely process it.
Shaking, he clicked on my phone’s home
screen and saw the security footage icon.
He clicked.
The familiar image of our living room
appeared.
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His mind went blank.
The security cameras hadn’t been broken!
He’d thought they were broken, which was
why he’d dared to bring Sarah and Jason
home.
But if the cameras were working… had Amy
seen everything?
He staggered back.
It all made sense now. Why she’d accused
him of lying, why she hadn’t fought back
when he’d thrown her into the pond.
She knew.
He clutched his head in agony.
“Mr. Lewis… if Mrs. Lewis is truly gone… she most likely drowned in the pond…” His assistant’s voice was soft with pity.
