The woman’s breath shattered into panic.

Chapter 4: The Door Opens

Madeline’s entire body began to tremble.

The maid’s voice broke the silence, barely above a whisper.

“It was the only thing they left me…”

Madeline’s breath caught. Emotion surged through her, something long buried breaking free.

“Then you are my—”

She could not finish.

Because at that exact moment, the bedroom door opened.

A man’s voice came from the doorway.

“Madeline… what’s going on?”

Madeline froze. The maid turned.

And in the mirror, Madeline saw her husband standing there, staring at the emerald necklace around the maid’s neck and going completely pale.

Madeline’s fingers loosened around the second necklace. For a moment, nobody moved.

Her husband remained frozen in the doorway, his face drained of color, his eyes locked onto the emerald resting against the maid’s throat… Continue Reading ⬇️

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