Mom looked at me without a trace of pity—only disgust. She pulled Annie into her arms and frowned. "Alright, that's enough. You're scaring Annie."
Dad snapped, "First day back and you've already turned this house upside down."
Noah gave me another kick. "Stop with the act. Save it for someone who buys that."
With that, he walked over to Annie, holding up the necklace like a trophy. "Here, Annie. Check if it's damaged anywhere." Mom took it first, examining it for a moment before frowning. "This doesn't look like Annie's. There's no logo."
I lifted my head and looked her straight in the eye, speaking slowly and clearly, "I told you... I didn't steal her necklace. A friend gave it to me."
I thought that would be enough to set things straight. I thought they'd finally see the truth.
But
