Vanessa persisted, walking up to Clara and twirling the platinum necklace around her neck. The diamonds on the pendant reflected a dazzling light, causing Clara to squint.
She walked around Clara once, her gaze landing on the half-open suitcase in the corner, a calculating smile playing on her lips.
Not long after, Vanessa's scream shattered the tranquility of the living room.
"Where's my necklace?! My necklace is gone!" She frantically searched the sofa and coffee table, finally rushing to Clara and grabbing her wrist. "Did you steal my necklace?!"
Clara frowned and forcefully shook off her hand: "I didn't."
"You still dare to argue!" Vanessa's voice suddenly rose, her eyes filled with resentment. "There are only the two of us in the whole house. If you didn't steal it, who did? You're just jealous of me, jealous of how good Liam is to me!"
She leaned close to Clara's ear, her voice low but each word piercing: "You're just an unwanted blind woman. Liam stopped loving you a long time ago. What are you doing here? Like a rat in the gutter, you're a nuisance!"
These words were like a dull knife, cutting into Clara's heart again and again.