The Goth Woman Across the Hall Never Spoke to Anyone – Then One Night She Knocked on My Door Holding My Two-Year-Old Daughter and Said, ‘Your Husband Doesn’t Know I Saw Him’

I opened it and froze.

Charlotte stood there holding Daisy.

My daughter was awake, clutching her jacket.

“Where’s Oliver?”

Charlotte stepped inside. “Your husband doesn’t know I saw him.”

“Saw him doing what?”

She glanced at Daisy, then me. “He left her with another woman.”

That was when my marriage stopped feeling like a marriage and became a question I couldn’t ignore.

“Another woman where?”

“Three blocks over.”

“I was coming from the store. I saw him carry Daisy into a building. Ten minutes later he came out alone.”

My heart hammered. “And you thought, what? Kidnapping?”

“I thought it was weird.”

“So you went inside?”

“Yes.”

“With no idea who was there?”

“Yes.”