A glint of something in her periphery caught her eye. She looked at the mantelpiece and the catch-all-type small bowl on it, and the glinting item within. A red gemstone. Ruby. A pendant. A pendant in the shape of a heart. A red ruby heart-shaped pendant with a tiny diamond in the middle. A pendant Salem had seen all her life, around the neck of her sister. A pendant that had been Olivia’s thirteenth birthday gift from their parents, one she wore all the time, every single day. A pendant they had never found, neither with her body nor in her possessions, and assumed someone had stolen. And
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