YR Spoilers: Heather comes to Lucy and says she’s alive – keeping the secret to get revenge on Sharon

Lucy had never stopped believing that her mother, Heather, was still alive, even though her father, Daniel, and everyone else had insisted otherwise.

No matter how often she was told that Heather was gone, Lucy couldn’t shake the feeling that her mother was still out there.

There were too many signs, too many strange moments where Lucy felt Heather’s presence lingering around her. Sometimes she’d catch a glimpse—a shadow, a familiar silhouette—that made her heart race with hope.

But every time Lucy voiced these thoughts, Daniel would shut her down.

He had seen the body himself—the mangled corpse that had been identified in the morgue. “It’s over, Lucy,” he’d say, his voice thick with pain. “She’s gone. You have to accept it.”

Yet deep down, Lucy never fully believed him. The body had been so badly disfigured that no one could confirm it was Heather.

It was possible someone had faked her death, and that Heather was alive somewhere, hiding, waiting for the right moment to return.

One night, as Lucy sat alone in her room, she heard a faint creak on the floorboards, like someone sneaking down the hallway.

Her heart leapt into her throat, and she instinctively reached for her phone, ready to call for help. But before she could move, she saw something that froze her in place. There, standing in the doorway, was her mother.

Lucy’s breath caught. It was unmistakably Heather, but also impossible. For a second, she thought she was seeing a ghost.

The air around her felt thick with disbelief and fear. Heather’s face, so familiar yet so distant, glowed in the dim light of the room.

Lucy’s scream tore through the silence, her body trembling with a mix of joy and terror. She didn’t know whether to cry or run—but before she could do either, Heather rushed to her side, covering her mouth with her hand.

“Shh,” Heather whispered urgently, her eyes wide with intensity. “You have to stay quiet, Lucy. I’m alive, but no one can know. Not yet.”

Lucy’s eyes widened as her mind struggled to process her mother’s words. Heather wasn’t a ghost—she was real, standing right in front of her. Lucy’s suspicions had been right all along. She wasn’t crazy. Heather was alive.

As soon as Heather removed her hand, Lucy wrapped her arms around her mother, the overwhelming emotion bubbling to the surface.

Tears filled her eyes as she held on tightly. “Mom, I thought you were dead. Everyone thought you were dead. Why didn’t you come back sooner?”

Heather’s expression was grim as she pulled Lucy close. Her voice was soft but firm. “I couldn’t, Lucy. Not until it was safe.

I’ve been hiding, staying one step ahead of them—Sharon and Cameron. They wanted me dead, and they almost succeeded. But I survived, and now I need your help. No one can know I’m alive—not even your father. Not yet.”

Lucy’s mind raced as she tried to make sense of it all. Sharon and Cameron? It didn’t make sense. Sharon had always been close to their family, someone they trusted.

And Cameron—his name alone sent a shiver down Lucy’s spine. He was supposed to be dead. But just like Heather, he had resurfaced, a dark shadow from their past that refused to stay buried.

Heather’s voice was steady, but filled with anger. “They took everything from me, Lucy. They tried to take my life, my family. But they made a mistake—they left me alive.

And now, it’s my turn. I’m going to make them pay for what they’ve done. But we have to be careful. If they find out I’m alive before I’m ready, they’ll come after us again.”

Lucy nodded, though fear and confusion swirled inside her. She was thrilled that her mother was alive, but the danger of the situation weighed heavily.

Sharon and Cameron were ruthless—if they had gone to such lengths to try to eliminate Heather, what would they do if they realized she was still alive?

For now, Lucy had to keep this incredible secret. Daniel couldn’t know, and that made it even harder.

Her father was heartbroken, living with the belief that his wife was gone forever, and Lucy desperately wanted to ease his pain.

But Heather had made it clear—now was not the time. Daniel would know the truth when Sharon was behind bars and Cameron was no longer a threat.

The weight of the secret felt unbearable, but Lucy understood. Heather needed time—time to gather evidence, time to set her plan in motion.

Sharon had already been arrested, with her involvement in various crimes coming to light. But Cameron was still out there, lurking in the shadows, the real threat. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill again to keep his secrets buried.

Lucy knew the road ahead would be dangerous, but she trusted her mother. Heather was determined to take back the life Sharon and Cameron had tried to steal from her.

But the path to justice would be paved with lies and deceit, and Lucy would have to tread carefully if she wanted to survive.

As Heather kissed her daughter on the forehead and disappeared into the night, Lucy was left alone once more—her heart racing with excitement and dread.

Her mother was alive, and that changed everything. But now, she was part of a deadly game, one that could cost them both their lives if they weren’t careful.

In the days to come, Sharon would face justice for her crimes. But that was only the beginning. When the time was right, Heather would step out of the shadows and expose Cameron for the monster he truly was.

And Lucy would be there, standing by her mother’s side, ready to put an end to the nightmare that had haunted them for so long. But until then, the secret had to stay buried—just like Heather had been.