Cordella and I both watched, frozen as the doorknob twisted slowly. Whoever it was was being careful, thinking they might wake me. I wanted to scream for them to hurry up, to put an end to this quickly, but Cordella still kept her hand pressed to my mouth.

But it didn't matter. Whoever it was will get in eventually, and Cordella will finally be caught.

Finally.

I couldn't wait for her to be punished. I would watch, and I would feel no guilt for enjoying watching her suffer.

But then… it stopped. The doorknob no longer moved, and silence fell. My heart dropped to my stomach. Were they gone? Did...