After two years of living with me, my roommate abruptly vanished. She was a joyful, content girl.
Even her parents lost hope while the police looked for her. I was cleaning her room to sell the house five years later. I discovered a concealed hole in the wall when I moved the dresser. To my dismay, when I reached inside, I discovered a number of messages that read,
You must immediately search Jake’s cabin in the mountains for me if I ever go missing.
Her boyfriend was Jake. She loved him so much that she stayed with him despite his nasty temper. I didn’t give it much thought at the time, but I do recall her mentioning how domineering and erratic he was.
We informed the police, but Jake couldn’t be located in time. Too much time had gone by since she vanished, and he had relocated to Europe by the last anyone knew. I still think about that letter today.
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