ISABEL'S POV

Alright, so I tried her birthday and that didn’t work. That was my first error, and now I only have two trials left. Two chances. I can’t afford to mess them up.

If her birthday didn’t work, then the next logical thing should be Dad’s birthday. After all, he was the one who gave her the necklace in the first place. If anyone’s birthday would be important enough to use as a password, it would be his.

I slowly raised my hand to the keypad, my fingers hovering for a brief second before pressing the first number. I punched the numbers in carefully, making sure I didn’t miss...