Georgia held the envelope tight in her hand as she climbed the stairs and walked into her room. The soft scent of her perfume lingered in the air, and the sunlight streamed gently through the curtains.
Without wasting time, she walked straight to her closet. She pushed her clothes aside, her fingers brushing over soft fabrics until she reached the small safe hidden at the back. She knelt down, turning the lock with care. The familiar clicks sounded loud in the quiet room. When it opened, she placed the envelope inside, laying it flat at the bottom of the safe.
“There,” she whispered to herself. “Safe and sound.”
She shut the safe, spun the lock again, and stood, smoothing her blouse down. Taking in a deep breath, she stepped out of her closet and made her way downstairs. The sound of he
