She grabbed the back of a chair.
Alexander went pale.
Marcus whispered:
“What is happening?”
Nobody answered him.
Margaret stepped toward me.
“Do you have a scar?”
I stared at her.
“What?”
“Near your left collarbone.”
My heart stopped.
“How do you know that?”
Her eyes filled with fresh tears.
“Three small burn marks.”
She touched her own shoulder.
“Almost like a triangle.”
I could not breathe.
I had exactly that.
I moved the edge of my dress aside.
The faded marks appeared.
Margaret gasped.
Then she started crying openly.
Alexander’s knees seemed to weaken.
He reached toward the nearest table.
Then he slowly lowered himself.
Right there.
In front of everyone.
Alexander Harrington dropped to his knees.
The room filled with shocked whispers.
Marcus looked horrified.
“Mr. Harrington.”
Alexander ignored him.
He looked up at me.
His face was wet with tears.
“Turn the necklace over.”
My fingers trembled.
I lifted the pendant.
On the back were three tiny engraved letters.
A.H.M.
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