She Bought the House at an Online Auction — But Nothing Prepared Her for the Attic

The Last Light

Every night before bed, Lilly would switch on the attic house porch light, just as Rosemary once did. It cast a soft glow across the attic beams.

Some nights, she swore she could still hear quiet footsteps above her room. But she no longer felt fear. She only felt held. And home.