Deidra's P.O.V.
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This is... insane. It's just not possible. How...?
I remember this necklace so vividly. Mom wore it all the time. Well, when she wasn't at work. She must have left it behind without realizing it after one of our Christmas vacations here. It somehow ended up in the town's pawn shop. All these years later and no one ever bought it.
What were the chances that Brixton just happened to see it walking by? And think of me when he saw it? Probably because of the roses and thorns, but still. How could I not take this as some sort of sign? A sign that maybe we're actually meant to be together.
I should be freaking out. I should make some kind of excuse to go back to my own cabin and pretend this never happened. Because this is insane. Fairy-tale
