The room felt colder and Amanda could feel her heart race quicken as Carl's gaze lingered on hers. Each step he took towards her made her chest constrict. When he raised his hands to stroke her hair, her breath hitched and it felt as though the air plug to her lung had been cut off.

“Looking for this?” He asked as he raised the necklace to her face. Amanda gulped down the lump in her throat as she took her gaze to the necklace which glistened as the rays of the sun stroked it.

She wondered how it got here and then, she recalled what Roger said about keeping it...