Drowning in My Home

Synopsis

Three years after Emily Lane moved into our home, I plunged into the sea. But the dad barely reacted to the news of my drowning, My mom just let out a sigh of relief. My brother was now gently holding Emily, comforting her as she wiped away fake tears. The four of them were the picture of a happy family. The icy chill seeped into my soul, when I blinked open my eyes, I'd been sent back—to the exact day Emily Lane first stepped into our home.