Riley POVI woke to the sound of someone crying.
At first, I thought it was part of a dream, because the mansion was usually silent at that hour, especially after the twins had finally stopped arguing about who had cheated during their video game and Sophie had gone to bed with two stories instead of one. I turned beneath the blanket and tried to ignore the soft sound, but it came again, weaker this time, followed by a frightened little voice calling my name from somewhere outside my room.
“Riley?”
My eyes opened immediately.
I pushed the blanket aside and sat up, my heart already beating faster as I looked toward the dark doorway. Sophie stood there in her pink nightdress, holding one of her stuffed rabbits against her chest, while her hair clung damply to her forehead.
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