Liora’s POV
I stared at Bianca’s neck, where a delicate pink ribbon had been tied. On it was hanging a familiar blue pin. A sapphire surrounded by silver.
My mother’s brooch.
“Where did you get that?” I blurted out, pointing.
Bianca stared at me. “Get what?”
“The pendant you’re wearing.” I took a step closer. “That belongs to me. I’ve been looking for it everywhere. Where did you find it?”
“Oh, this old thing?” She twirled the pendant between her fingers and scoffed. “It was a gift from Callum. Wasn’t it, babe?”
My muscles bunched at the use of the pet name, but I remained calm and turned to Callum. He was frozen, shoulders set in a tense line. I folded my arms and waited.
Finally, he said, “It was.” He stepped forward and put his arm around Bianca’s waist.
