The Closet
He saw her or rather he thought he did. That scared her the most. She feared he caught a glimpse of what was behind the door, the door she always kept closed and stood guarding, every time he seemed to get too close. She feared that one glimpse would spark his inquisition, cause him to want to peer further into the closet where her skeletons lay. She feared he'd open the door only for them to fall out onto him, consuming him whole. She feared once he saw all that she had hidden, when he had come face to face with her demons, when the last one had fallen and she cleared them away, he'd be gone.