The sky was pale and heavy when Isabel pulled into the long driveway, her hands tightening on the steering wheel. The house was beautiful, bigger than anything she’d ever lived in, its wide windows glowing warm against the chill of the afternoon.

She parked, cutting the engine, and sat for a moment, willing herself to breathe. This was the right thing to do. She repeated the words like a prayer, even as her stomach churned.

When she finally stepped out, the cold air bit at her cheeks. ...