Barbara POV

I slammed the door shut behind me and quickly locked the door. Then I pocketed the keys.

Ever since I got my missing bracelet in a parcel, my fears increased and my conscience kept gnawing my insides.

Scared that someone knows about my little secret. Who would send just a bloodied bracelet to me?

Jeremy? I shook my head in denial. That's not possible. Memories flashed through my head like reels. Every act began to play out, Jeremy died after he fell down or rather, after I ...