Chapter 3: The Recordings Begin
Chapter 3: The Recordings Begin
Three months before that night in the hospital, I found the old cloud storage account our father had set up for us.
He had left instructions in his will: a private folder only Chloe and I could access with a password he had written in a letter hidden inside one of our old photo albums.
That same week, Edric beat Chloe so badly she couldn’t go to school for three days.
That night, while he was drinking downstairs, I started recording.
I used an old phone we hid in our room. I recorded every time he came upstairs. Every time he made us stand side by side. Every threat. Every time our mother told us to “stop provoking him.”
Chloe helped me. We took turns hiding the phone.
We uploaded everything to the cloud every single night.
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We didn’t know when we would use it.
We just knew we needed to be ready.
