An ominous premonition gripped him.
This was something Isabella had left for him.
They were married and had each other’s phone numbers and social media. If there was something important to share, there were much faster ways. What kind of situation would require such an old–fashioned approach?
Maybe it was a surprise.
Yes, it had to be.
With that thought, Samuel reached for the envelope with trembling hands. The moment he opened it, he saw a thin sheet of paper inside. It was barely more than a few words, and the content was so brief that it was all visible as soon as he unfolded it.
Isabella’s handwriting was as neat and elegant as always. It showed that she had written these few lines in a calm, composed manner.
[Samuel, I don’t know when you’ll get this letter. It doesn’t really matter if you never see it.
That’s because I have already left your world. I know about you and Jennifer. I’ve said before–if you betray me, I will disappear forever. Soon, you’ll see that I meant what I said. ]
Isabella knew about him and Jennifer…
How could she know?!
He had been so careful and hid it well. Jennifer had promised to keep quiet about everything.
Where had things gone wrong?!
Just as he was spiraling in confusion, his phone suddenly rang.
“Hello, is this Mr. Samuel Grant? This is the Criminal Investigation Division. We’ve found a bloodied piece of clothing in the valley. We suspect your wife may have fallen to her death from the mountaintop. Please come to the station to identify the deceased’s belongings.”
