Chapter 6

Early morning of the fourth day, the storage room door suddenly swung open. Harsh light flooded in. I raised my hand to shield my eyes. Simon stood at the doorway, holding a jewelry box. The logo was prominently displayed.

His voice was low, tinged with exhaustion. "Cecilia, I've thought it over. These past three days, I was wrong. I shouldn't have locked you in here."

He walked in and crouched down in front of me, opening the jewelry box. Inside was a clover necklace, diamond-studded, worth a fortune. "Baby, I made a mistake," he said. "Forgive me, alright?"

I looked…