Then he sat down at the laptop on the nightstand. His face was completely calm, and he typed quickly and confidently. I wanted to jump up and scream, but I knew that if he realized I was awake… I had no idea how he would react.

When he finished, he closed the laptop, came over to me, leaned down and whispered:

— Sweet dreams, darling.

Then he grabbed his jacket, left the bedroom, and a few seconds later I heard the front door lock click.