Chapter 5

It was a faded, sepia-toned photograph.

A younger Ethan smiled shyly in the frame.

Beside him stood a girl with a timid grin, her eyes and brow bearing an uncanny resemblance to my own.

Around her neck hung a necklace that would be considered out of style now.

A memory slammed into me. Ethan once mentioned a childhood neighbor named Emily Lane.

She had drowned trying to save him when he fell into a river.

He'd carried the guilt for years.

The girl in the picture was Emily.

Everything clicked into place with a chilling finality.

The voice on the…