I ended the call, the moment he uttered ‘okay.’

I looked up to see the policemen from earlier standing by the side of that door.

Ethan must have called them over there.

Good! Now, the matron had nowhere to run to.

My phone dinged—the notifications of videos clouding the front screen.

Not hesitating, I moved through to them all, knowing exactly what I was looking for.

My hands paused on a particular video.

And I looked at the time written on it—nine forty five, which was a few minutes after I left the hospital.

My mother lay on the bed still peacefully asleep.

I stared at the screen, watching as...