Bianca woke up with tired eyes on the second morning and rubbed her head. She had been dreaming about Dave all night, and it felt like he was always on her mind.
Feeling frustrated, she threw off the covers and got up, hoping to shake off thoughts of him.
But despite trying to distract herself, she couldn’t resist the urge to look at the necklace in the jewelry box again.
She remembered that she had promised to take Sophia to meet Vincent at his place that day.
Bianca took a taxi to Vincent’s quiet seaside villa at ten o’clock. The atmosphere there was calm and peaceful.
A taxi pulled up, and Sophia got out.
She wore a plain black dress with tassels and large sunglasses that covered most of her face. Her hair fell casually around her shoulders.
To anyone watching, she looked nothing
