Midnight Knock, His Text Scared Me To Collapse

Synopsis

At 2 AM, I heard a familiar knock at the door. My husband Michael Cross's voice came through. "Honey, I forgot my keys. Open up." I groggily got up and reached for the doorknob. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a WhatsApp message from Michael: [Baby, my flight got delayed. I won't get home until 7 AM tomorrow.] My hand froze in mid-air, and cold sweat drenched my back. The person outside knocked again, urging me. "Honey, I'm freezing. Come on, open up." The voice and the way he spoke were like Michael's.