Sierra’s POV
I froze, the door still slightly ajar, my heart hammering in my chest as I tried to process what Mrs. Lawrence had just said. She was standing there, her posture tense, her eyes locked onto me with an intensity I hadn’t seen from her before.
"Mrs. Lawrence," I whispered, my voice trembling despite myself, "What’s going on? What’s behind that door? I—I heard it, I saw the shadow. It’s not just a dog. It’s something else. I need to know."
She stepped forward, her eyes darting to the door before returning to me. "You don’t want to know, Sierra. Not yet." Her voice was soft but firm, like she was pleading with me to understand, but I couldn’t.
I shook my head, feeling a surge of frustration and fear. "I can’t keep living in the dark. Please, I need answers."
For a long moment, Mrs. Law……
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