Carol Anne watches as Emmanuel and her mother chat easily about their day. She feels a twinge of jealousy, knowing that they have this connection that she can never truly share with either of them. But at the same time, she is grateful for the trust they have placed in her, allowing her to be a part of this secret world they have created together.

As Emmanuel continues to thrust into her, his rhythm growing faster and more urgent, Carol Anne closes her eyes and focuses on the sensations coursing through her body.

Her mother laughs, the sound filling the room like music. "Why, I never thought of it quite like that," she says with a wink. "But I suppose if anyone could handle two husbands, it would be you." She smiles at Emmanuel, and then back down at Carol Anne, her expression full of love and admiration.

With one final thrust, Emmanuel cries out as he releases himself deep inside her, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

Daddy, that's not funny. I don't want to do that. Please just keep me safe from them. I promise I won't ever talk to them again if you will just keep them away from me.

Daddy, please don't make me do that. There must be another way. Please, please keep me safe from the ghosts... I'll be a good girl, I promise.