My stepfather had never invited my mother and.s. me to a place like that before.
So when he suddenly wrote to me saying that he had booked a private pool for all three of us, I immediately felt that something was not right.
“Your mother already said yes,” he wrote. “Come tomorrow afternoon.”
I called my mother.
He didn’t answer.
I tried again that same night.
Nothing.
So, already in the evening, I received a brief message from him.
“Everything is fine. See you tomorrow.”
But there was something strange about that message.
My mother always called me honey.
He always added a heart or a smiling face.
That message had nothing.
No warmth.
No explanation.
Only those few words.
The next afternoon, I drove to the address my stepfather had sent me.
The pool was located outside the city, hidden behind tall trees and a raised metal fence.
There were no children.
There were no families.
There was no music.
Just a black SUV parked near the entrance.
Yours.
My stomach shrugged.
I was about to turn around.
Then my phone vibrated.
A message had come from my stepfather.
“We are waiting for you.”
I stared at the silent building.
Something inside me screamed that I didn’t come in.
But I needed to know where my mother was.
I pushed the heavy door and walked in.
The pool area was completely empty.
Then I saw it.
My stepfather was standing by the water, alone.
He slowly turned to me.
“At last,” he said.
I looked around.
No sign of Mom.
No bag.
No towel.
Nothing.
I stopped several yards from him.
Where is my mother?
He didn’t answer.
He just looked over my shoulder toward the entrance.
My heart started beating hard.
“Where is it?” I asked again.s
He was still unanswered.
Then I heard a metallic sound behind me.
Click.
I turned around.
The door was locked.
I grabbed the handle and pulled it.
It didn’t open.
When I looked at my stepfather again, I was still by the pool.
Watching me.
And this time I was smiling.
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The door closed with a click behind me.
