The Bound Between Us

It all started with Autumn.

Julie's reputation had been destroyed, and Autumn was determined to get even- an eye for an eye-for her daughter's sake.

She lingered in the attic for a while, quietly sitting by Julie's urn. When she heard a car engine shut off outside, she knew Mr. Walker was home. Calmly, she left the attic and locked the door behind her.

As Autumn came downstairs, Mr. Walker was just stepping inside, smiling. "Autumn, go change. I want you to come with me tonight to a work dinner."

Autumn faked a cough, pressing a hand to her chest. "I'm not feeling well. Maybe I should sit this one out. Besides, I never really know what to say to your colleagues."

Mr. Walker was on top of the world these days, and he wanted to show off his wife a bit, let her enjoy the spotlight too.

"Since when are you sick?" he asked, his tone gentle. "Did you see a doctor?"

"I did. It's just a slight fever-nothing serious." Autumn sank into the sofa. "Give me a little rest and I'll be fine."

"Alright." Mr. Walker reached out to check her forehead. She felt perfectly normal to him.

A little guilty, Autumn coughed again for good measure. Mr. Walker let it slide. "Go upstairs and rest, okay? Maybe you're just not used to the water here."

"Okay." Autumn just wanted to get away before he started asking more questions.

way upstairs. As soon as she was gone, Mr. Walker's

him since they moved to Riverdale. Back in the countryside, she'd been enthusiastic about his career, always

Although, she does

The attic?

Curiosity got the better of him, so he

door

housekeeper had a key. Autumn kept it with

then his assistant called, reminding him he

was gone, Autumn slipped out of her room. She knew he was starting to

carried Julie's urn to the car and drove

the family mausoleum for now. She was

Autumn headed over to Salstrom Manor. She missed her grandchildren, and with the scandal still fresh, it gave her a good excuse to check in on O

Salstrom Manor.

photo scandal, Katelyn was in

wasn't going out at all these

the photos Some people simply gossiped behin her back. Even a quick trip to the bakery was enough to

stares and whispers ne

and devoted herself to her three grandchildren, figuring things would blow over

were too young to understand,