Emily's POV

“Don’t open the door,” a familiar female voice said, her fingers wrapped around my wrist.

I turned quickly and my eyes widened a little when I saw her.

“Miss Samantha?”

She released my wrist and shut the door with a quiet click, turning to face me with a composed smile. “What is it, dear? Are you looking for something?”

“Oh no,” I stammered, feeling suddenly foolish under her gaze. “I just... I heard a sound from in there.”

“A sound?” Her brows ...