Ava's eyes blazed with determination as she strode towards the security room, her mind racing with suspicion. If Amelia was here, she had to know. She burst through the door, her gaze fixed on the bank of monitors displaying the CCTV feeds from around the house.

She scanned the screens, her eyes scanning the empty rooms and hallways, until one feed caught her attention. Her bedroom. And there, on the screen, was Amelia, snooping around her room, opening drawers and cabinets, her hands ...