I didn’t notice her glance to the side. I didn’t notice the sharp pair of eyes already watching me from across the room. If I had, I would’ve turned and walked out that door.
I moved toward the cheaper section first—the glass case labeled Silver Collection. Each display shimmered under the light, but none of them called out to me. My fingers hovered over one necklace, then another. “Too plain,” I whispered. “Too heavy… too shiny…”
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw it.
A golden pendant.
It rested on black velvet, glowing like sunlight captured in metal. It was shaped like a teardrop with a small heart in the center. My breath caught.
“It suits Mom so well,” I said under my breath, already imagining how it would shine against her skin. But when I saw the price tag, my heart dropp
