My heart shatters when I see the note that came with the flowers in our hotel room. My sister knows I’m back and she knows where I’m staying.
I need to get away from her, so I push aside my doubts when the letting agent tells us the conditions of the rental.
Be part of the community.
Help out the neighbours.
How bad can it be?
Luke doesn’t like the house, but he doesn’t understand. He doesn’t know what my sister is capable of.
I need this house. It’s the only one we’ve been able to view. It’s a lifeline.
Becoming part of the community doesn’t seem too big an ask… until I meet the neighbours. That’s when I start to suspect I’ve missed some red flags in my desperation to get away from the hotel.
By the time I realise what’s going on, it’s already too late.