Later that day, while Sarah was out running errands, Tom did something he had never done before: he went through her phone. The messages were cryptic but clear enough to send a shiver down his spine. One of the texts read, “It’s happening, I think I’m ready, but I’m scared. Please don’t tell him yet.” His heart sank. What was Sarah hiding?
The feeling of unease turned into full-blown panic. Tom knew something was wrong, and now he had a sneaking suspicion about what it could be. That night, Sarah left the house again, and this time, Tom decided to follow her. He kept a safe distance as she drove to a secluded area outside town, pulling into a small, nondescript clinic. She stayed there for nearly an hour before driving back home. Tom was certain now that she was hiding something—something big.