The Night We Found Out the Truth…
My breath caught. Milo shifted in my arms as the doorknob rattled slowly from the hallway. “Ryan,” I whispered, “what do I do?” “Police are already coming,” he said. “Stay by the window.” I crouched low, holding Milo close. Footsteps moved outside—then suddenly: “Tessa! Open up!” My sister’s voice. The lock clicked, and the door…
