The Woman Upstairs: A Lifetime of Silence, A Legacy of Secrets

Then, last month, she died.

Her passing didn’t come as a shock, but rather a quiet notification slipped under our doors. There was no family listed. No service. No one to grieve her, it seemed. Most people read the notice and moved on with their day. But for me, everything changed a week later.

A Knock That Changed Everything

It was a Tuesday afternoon when the knock came. Two police officers stood outside my door. They explained they were finalizing the investigation into Margaret’s estate and needed someone from the building to accompany them into her apartment. Since I’d lived in the building the longest, they asked me.

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