Chapter 2: The Necklace From Saint Brigid’s
Madeline stared at the emerald as if it had reached out from the past and touched something she had buried for decades.
“There were only… two,” she whispered.
“I—I didn’t steal it,” the maid said quickly, her voice trembling.
Madeline’s eyes snapped to hers. “Then where did you get it?”
The young woman swallowed hard. Fear flickered across her face, but something deeper lingered beneath it.
“A nun… gave it to me.”
“Where?”
“At Saint Brigid’s orphanage…”
The room fell silent.
Madeline let go, not because she believed her, but because she no longer dared to touch the necklace.
“She said… my parents left it for me.”
Madeline took one step back. Then another. Some truths do not arrive gently. They enter like thunder and leave the soul shaking… Continue Reading ⬇️
