Chapter 5: The Line of Light

The light moved slowly across the floor.

It climbed the wall.

Then it stopped.

I held my breath.

A second sound followed.

Tac.

Soft. Deliberate. Like a fingernail tapping against wood.

I turned toward Esteban. He was facing away from me, breathing slow and even.

Or so I thought.

Then Lucía shifted higher in the bed.

Only a few inches.

But it was enough.

Enough for her head to block the line of light completely.

And in that exact moment, the horrifying truth clicked into place.

Lucía had never been sleeping between us because she was afraid of the dark.

She had been using my living presence as a shield.

And the person she was hiding from was not outside the room.

He was lying right next to me… Continue Reading ⬇️