When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.
When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.
When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.
When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.
When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.
When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.
When Marissa opens the door expecting her husband, she is welcomed with someone who looks precisely like him, but something feels off. What starts out as a terrifying imposter encounter quickly turns into a family secret neither she nor her husband expected. What follows is a tense reckoning that no one is prepared for.
The knock came at 2:07 p.m.
I recall scrubbing the kitchen backsplash, elbow-deep in lemon-scented foam, and wondering if Hayden would remember to pick some oat milk on the way home. He typically did, and he also brought home croissants.
For illustrative purpose only
But he wasn’t expected to arrive home for another three hours.