At work I watched the camera transmission from my phone all day long. At 3:40 p.m., Robert took Emily home after school. She didn’t run like she used to. He walked slowly, holding a hand resting on one side.
Robert knelt in front of her and asked anxiously:
“Has it started again?”
“Grandpa said I shouldn’t tell you yet.
My whole body was frozen.
What should you not tell me?
She remained silent. At that moment, Robert entered the room. When he saw the bag in my hands, his face paled.
“You weren’t supposed to find that,” he said.
I took Emily in my arms and immediately left the room.
That night I could barely sleep. Daniel insisted that we should talk to his father before drawing conclusions, but I no longer trusted any explanation Robert could give me.
The next morning I installed a small hidden camera in the living room. It was facing the hallway and the door closed of the room of bath. I needed to know what was going on while I was away.