“Oh, you also bear the name Alicia? That is interesting,” Amaya said, smiling without noticing the serious look on Alicia’s face.
Alicia slowly opened her hands, revealing a silver locket. She pressed the clasp and it opened, showing a picture, the old her.
Amaya leaned forward and took it from her. Her fingers trembled slightly. “Where did you get this pendant from?”
“You gave it to me,” Alicia said quietly. “On my 23rd birthday. I’d always wanted one, but I kept forgetting to buy it… until you gave me this. Since then, it’s been the best gift I’ve ever had.”
Amaya’s eyes widened. She shot up from her chair so quickly that the locket slipped from her hands and hit the ground with a dull sound. She swallowed hard, pointing at Alicia.
“You’re messing with my head now… You need to stop.
