Chapter 387

Memories flooded back, unraveling like threads of pain. Sarah realized that every time she opened the master bedroom door, she would be dragged back into the past. Determined to shut those feelings away, she firmly closed the door, as though locking the pain inside.

She returned to her own room. Last time, she had found that strange photo tucked inside a book, which led her to search through every book on the shelf, only to come up empty-handed.

Next, she opened the jewelry box hidden in her closet-a gift from her parents, containing some of her mother's jewelry. She sifted through its contents, and beneath the antique bracelets, she discovered a peculiar bracelet.

Sarah picked it up. The gold-stamped Cartier logo was faded and chipped. Pieces like this needed regular care to maintain their pristine condition, but this bracelet had been sitting untouched in the cold box for three years.

Something about it didn't sit right with her.

Wait!

Her eyes widened as a realization struck. She felt like she had overlooked something important.

What was it?

Then it hit her.

had given her a Cartier bracelet before. It was

her memory was correct, Zachary was the only person who had ever given her a bracelet

in her bag, deciding to take

a photograph might be difficult, but tracking down the history

serial numbers for authenticity, though getting such


Sarah with warm professionalism. Without wasting time, she handed over the bracelet,

gave me this bracelet," she snapped. "But my friends are saying it's a fake. I need you to check if it's real. And tell me did

exchanged nervous glances. When one of them took the bracelet from Sarah, their

years ago by our late master craftsman, Roselle. It's one of his final works and is of

the excitement in the employee's voice. She hadn't realized the bracelet was considered a masterpiece, much

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