CHAPTER 129: UNEARTHING SECRETS

Samantha decided to go into the house after she couldn't disobey that tiny voice in her head that was telling her to go in. It was almost like something inside the home was drawing her into it. She woke up in the morning with an aching head because she could barely sleep; if she wasn't dreaming about the house, she was lying on the bed with her eyes wide open. She stood up from the bed, fists scratching her eyes; they were itchy and puffy from being kept open all night. The door to the room was pushed open, and Jake walked in, which directed her attention from the flip-flops she was trying to slip her legs into; she looked up from the footwear to Jake, who looked a little bit happy this morning. "Hey, good morning," his deep voice said to her as he entered the room. He offered her a smile when he was still at the door, which changed in no time when he saw her face. "Hi," she said back, her voice sounding tired. She was trying so hard to stay awake every day, but she also didn't wa