LAURA POV.
I was at the Lords wife Court scrubbing the floor.
Then the brush slipped from my hands, water sloshing across the marble floor, as a voice ripped through.
“My diamond bracelet… it’s gone!” The lords wife’s voice cracked through the room. Her face twisted, not with grief, but with triumph,the kind someone wore when they finally had an excuse.
I straightened slowly, my knees trembled from hours of scrubbing on cold stone.
"Laura you" the Lord's wife voice echoed.
"You stole my jewelry "
"I didn't ma'am" I spoke out
“Don’t lie to us!” Tuna cut in, stepping forward with her jaw clenched. Her eyes, usually lazy with boredom, now burned with something darker. “We were the only three in here. Who else could it be?”
My breath caught. I looked between them.
“Search her,” th
