The new maid heard weeping beneath the mansion. Opening the heavy basement door, she found the missing wife, starved and chained. As gasps filled the dark room, the wife grabbed her hand, whispering, “Run before he hears you, or he’ll make you my replacement.” Suddenly, footsteps echoed on the stairs…

choked out, tears spilling over my cheeks. I reached out, taking her freezing, trembling hands in mine. “What has she done to you?”

The old woman squinted at me, her eyes filling with tears. “You are the girl from the door. You came back.”

“I’m Clara,” I wept, kissing her knuckles. “I’m going to get you out of here. I’m going to tell Ricardo.”

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