39. Fear

Lillian's hand trembled as she held the phone to her ear, her father's words sending a chill down her spine. Rosa, the kind-hearted housekeeper who had been a part of their family for as long as Lillian could remember, was dead. And the circumstances of her death... they mirrored Lillian's terrifying dreams.

"Dad, this... this can't be a coincidence," Lillian said, her voice shaky with fear. "The balcony... it's the same place I dreamt that Katherine... that she..."

"I know, Lillian," her father replied, his voice strained with grief. "I've been trying to wrap my head around it, but I don't know what to think anymore. I'm scared, sweetheart. Scared for you, for Katherine, for myself."

Lillian's heart clenched with a mixture of sorrow and fear. The thought that someone could be targeting their family, picking them off one by one, sent shivers down her spine.

"Dad, do you think... do you think it's Katherine?" Lillian asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

There was a long pause on th