Mikhail will look at it and think it’s the one he bought me. I was pleasantly surprised at how close of a dupe I was able to find at the random jewelry store we stopped off at after leaving the restaurant.
But the moment I got to my room, I hid Mikhail’s locket behind the loose piece of trim in my closet and swapped it with Ivan’s.
Wear this and I will always find you.
God, I hope he’s right.
I still have my hand wrapped around the necklace when my door explodes open. “Are you ready?” my stepfather barks.
I slowly drop the necklace and lower my hand. The last thing I want is to look guiltier than I already feel.
It’s hard because Alexander has been especially keyed-up today. He isn’t ever pleasant, but he’s been on the warpath all afternoon.
“Is anyone ever truly ready to meet their
