Every night, my brother’s new wife dragged her pillow into my room and insisted on sleeping in the middle of the bed, right between my husband and me. “I’m scared of the bad dreams,” she whispered. My husband told me to let it go. I thought she was crazy. I thought she wanted my husband. But on the 17th night, I woke up to a chilling CLICK in the dark. My sister-in-law squeezed my hand tightly, warning me not to move. I suddenly realized the horrifying truth right inside my bed.
Chapter 1: The Woman in the Middle Every night, my brother’s new wife dragged her pillow into my room and slept between my husband and me. Not on the couch. Not on the floor. Not in the guest room. Right in the middle of our bed. At first, I told myself it was temporary. My…
