What was meant to be a refreshing weekend getaway with my sister turned into a nightmare. I had left for just two days
, expecting John and our daughter, Lila, to have some bonding time. But when I came home on Sunday night, everything was
different. The bathroom door was destroyed—splintered, the handle broken, and the lock smashed. When I asked John about it
, he claimed the door had gotten stuck and he had to break it down. But something didn’t add up. Lila stood there awkwardly,
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