Two years after my wife passed away, I remarried, hoping to rebuild our family. But when my five-year-old daughter whispered, “Daddy, new mom is different when you’re gone,” I felt a jolt of fear. Strange noises from a locked attic, strict rules, and Arden’s unease hinted at a mystery I couldn’t ignore.
I never imagined I’d find love again after …
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