She sat on the couch, staring at the rain-smeared window. In her mind, three identical necklaces floated in different corners of the world. Which one was hers? Which one had been meant to connect them? And what if she never learned the answer?
Her gaze slid back to the paused news frame on her TV. That pendant—hers or not—was the only lead she had. But chasing it now felt riskier. She might be stepping into a labyrinth with no exit, each turn leading further away from the truth.