The dead have a way of coming back when you least expect them, and they rarely bring good news.I was in the nursery folding tiny clothes when the doorbell rang. John had gone into the city for a meeting, leaving me and Mia at the beach house with Hope napping peacefully in her crib. I walked to the front door expecting a delivery, but when I opened it, the woman standing there made my blood run cold.She looked like a ghost. Same dark hair as the photos I had seen of John’s late wife, same sharp features, same piercing eyes. She was older, with faint lines around her mouth and eyes, but there was no mistaking the resemblance.“Hello Liana,” she said quietly. “My name is Claire. I am… I was… the sister of John’s wife, Sarah. I know this is a shock. But I have been in hiding for years. I need to speak with John. It is urgent.”I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart hammering. “You are supposed to be dead. Everyone said both sisters died
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