The Housekeeper's Last Lie

A remote oceanfront fortress. A perfect family with too much to hide. One housekeeper whose last lie could get her killed. When the job of a lifetime comes with locked doors and whispered threats, how long can she pretend not to see the truth?

The Mercer house rises from the cliffs like a watchful thing-three stories of bone-colored stone, narrow windows, and an ocean that never stops roaring beneath it. To everyone else, it's a dream posting: generous pay, a private room, no references required. To her, it's a second chance she cannot afford to lose.

All she has to do is keep the sprawling mansion immaculate, follow the rules, and stay out of the family's way. But the Mercers have more rules than rooms. Never open the basement door. Never step onto the cliffs after dark. Never, under any circumstances, ask what happened to the last housekeeper.

The lady of the house watches her with cool gray eyes. The children whisper about things they're not allowed to say. And at night, something in the walls seems to listen when she breathes.

The longer she stays, the more the house feels less like a workplace and more like a trap. Strange noises behind locked doors. A photograph that disappears from its frame. A guest who arrives unannounced-and leaves without his car.

Every time she thinks about leaving, the past she's running from snarls at her heels, reminding her why she lied to get this job in the first place.

When she uncovers a secret hidden in the cliffside itself, the Mercers' fragile fa蓷de shatters. Suddenly, every person in the house has something to lose if she talks. Someone is determined to silence the truth, even if it means turning the ocean and the rocks below into her grave.

To survive, she'll have to decide which danger is worse: the ruthless family she serves, or the lie that brought her to their door.