Ms. Karen rang the doorbell that evening.
Nina Gilbert was quick to open the door for her.
She welcomed her warmly into the house after shaking hands.
"Good evening, Mr. Gilbert," Karen greeted as she stretched her hand to Cole.
He chuckled. "No… I'm not Mr. Gilbert. Call me Cole."
"Oh… I thought -"
"Mr. Gilbert is dead," Nina cut her off.
Karen gasped. "God! I'm so sorry for your loss."
"It's fine," Nina shrugged as she took up the stairs. "I'll go call the kids."
She went up the stairs to call her children.
But their room was extremely silent.
The three little beds were perfectly spread and everything was In place which was quite not normal. She thought her kids were playing this entire time.
But this room was sure telling a different story. It was eerily quiet, t
