Len watched Melissa leave, his mind still clouded by the encounter. The moment the door closed, a heavy sigh escaped his lips, and he turned to lock the house for the night.
He felt a weight in his chest as he walked down the silent, dimly lit hallway. It was a combination of regret, guilt, and deep-seated resentment at himself for allowing things to spiral so far out of control.
When he reached the entrance to Paula's room, he noticed something on the floor, glinting faintly in the low light. Bending down, he picked up a bracelet.
He felt an odd familiarity creep up on him and his spine tingled the moment he held it. His breath caught in his throat as he realized where he had seen it before.
It wasn't just any bracelet—it was the same one he had seen years ago. He was stunned, as if a lightning bolt had struck him with this realization. But why was it here? How did Paula end up with this?
