The Heart That He Stole
Strangely enough, my fever broke the very night I put it on.
After that, I never had another serious illness.
Now he wanted to take it from me and give it to Olivia, as if every memory attached to it meant nothing.
When Ryan saw my silence, he added stiffly, as though he were doing me the courtesy of explaining himself. "Olivia has been weak lately. She will only wear it for a few days. Once she feels better, she will give it back."
I pressed my fingers to the charm at my throat, then tore it free in one swift motion. Setting it on the coffee table, I slid it toward Olivia.
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