His Next Wife

His first wife died in an accident, but I’m not so sure. Did he kill her? Am I next?

Handsome and charming, Jack swept me off my feet when we met, and now we’re married and I’m moving into his imposing old house. I’m bursting with excitement until I see a face staring down at me from an upstairs window. Before I can wave, the face vanishes from view. Jack says nobody else was home, so who is hiding in the shadows?
Taking in my new home, I’m startled to discover a long ivory wedding gown in one of the bedrooms. My heart pounds as I realise this was the room where I saw someone watching me. Jack tells me the dress belonged to his ex-wife, who died in an accident. He says he forgot the dress was there, but I can’t fail to notice the way he avoids eye contact as he quickly hurries me out of the room and locks the door behind us.

As the days go by, I see Jack less and less and I can’t help but think he’s avoiding me. Left in my new home alone, I begin to obsess about his ex-wife. Jack tells me to stop, that I’m imagining things, but I can’t help myself. Instead, I go back to the room where I thought I saw someone and nothing could have prepared me for what I find behind that locked door. Or what happens next…