The Necklace Author Novels & Stories

“What do you mean, mommy?" buong pagtatakang tanong ni Yael. “Do you know how many jewelry stores sell necklaces with engraved names? Anyone can have one, Yael. Anyone.” “Mommy, that necklace is rare and a very limited edition. Even the jewelry store confirmed it. They only made one of it and the buyer was Livina. How could—”

Naka-backless kasi ako kaya ramdam na ramdam ko ang mainit nitong haplos sa likuran ko. In a second, hinubad ni Josh ang suot nitong tuxedo tsaka niya pinatong iyon sa balikat ko at hinalikan ako sa gilid ng noo ko. “You’re really beautiful, Adeline,” he whispered, sending shivers to my spine. “The necklace,” the host began, “Was created 35 years ago by a renowned jeweler, in honor of his wife who devoted her life and love to him.” His voice was filled with admiration as he explained its value.

I stared at it like it was a ticking bomb. "Open it," he said quietly. "No." "It's not poisoned," he added, lips twitching bitterly. I clenched my jaw but reached for it anyway—half wanting to throw it back at him, half needing to see what kind of hell this bastard thought could fix what he did. The lid opened with a soft snap. My throat closed. It was a necklace. But not just any necklace. The diamond at its center was obscene. A monster cut—flawless, cruelly pure, almost the size of a goddamn egg. Around it were dozens of smaller stones, delicate and sharp. The platinum chain glittered like blood under moonlight.

anito habang nakakunot ang noong nakatitig sa bintana. "What do you want me to do, Miss Selene? Should we investigate it? What does the necklace looks like again?" tanong ko. "Hmm, I saw it once when I got invited at the princess' christening. It's a diamond necklace, I think? Hindi ko na maalala, pero sigurado akong diamond necklace 'yon na may hindi ko maipaliwanag na disenyo," sagot niya, pero alam kong hindi rin siya sigurado sa sinasabi. I mean, the necklace and her majesty's child vanished nineteen years ago kaya hindi na niya maalala pa ang itsura ng kwintas na 'yon.

Sigurado siyang mahal pa iyon sa buhay niya base sa kinang at ganda ng kuwintas. "This would be the last item for tonight. This necklace was made by a fine lady who, sadly, died. The reason for her death was not yet clear, and the reason for you to buy it is that it is a unique necklace that no one owns except her. Yes, this is the only one; you cannot buy it in a jewelry store because it has been beautifully made for the lady alone," paliwanag ni Tim lalong kinamangha ng mga naroon. Bukod nga lang sa kanya, wala naman kasi siyang pambili. Hindi rin siya mahilig sa mahal na mga bagay.

Agad na kinuha ng staff ang kwentas at nilapag aa harap namin. "Do you like it?". mahinahong tanong niya sakin at napatingin ako sakanya. " Uhm... yeah". I nodded. " This is the Cartier d’Amour Necklace, one of our most timeless and delicate creations. It was originally inspired by a 1938 Cartier design, reinterpreted today with modern craftsmanship. The center is a brilliant-cut diamond, surrounded by a fine halo that enhances its sparkle—almost like a frame of light.

"Hmmm... My dearest twin sister, ako ang nagbigay ng pangalan niyang flying dragon kaya't alam ko ang koneksyon ng pagkatao niya necklace. Kung naaalala mo bago kayo nagtanan noon ay hinayaan ko lang kayo. Bakit? Dahil aksidente kong nalaman na hindi siya preso kundi isang undercover agent. Paano? Huwag mong kalimutang mga detective Conan tayo noon kay Kuya Marino. At isa pa, aba'y kahit babae ako kung may kahina-hinalang taong umaaligig-ligid dito sa bahay. Kaya namin sinundan ng rancher of my heart. "To make the story short, nandiyan man ang necklace o wala ay mayroon na akong hinalang hindi ordinaryong tao ang prisoner of your heart. And further more, those eyes, his curly wavy hair, even

"Ma'am Jenicka, ito po ba 'yong necklace na hinahanap mo?" Napako ang tingin ko kay Ate Mil. Hawak niya ang isang gold necklace na may pendant na pinanang puso. Nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa nakita ko. Naalala ko ang kwentas na iyon, 'yon ang kwentas na nakita ko sa silid ni Jenicka. Hinawakan ko pa nga iyon at tinapat sa may leeg ko. Naninigas ako kasabay ng muling pagtulo ng luha sa mga mata ko. Ito na ang ikinatatakot ko, ang ilagay ang necklace sa silid ko at pagbintangan.

bungad ko, pero walang sumagot ni isa sa kanila. “Satya,” malamig na sabi ni Madam Leonora, “where is the necklace?” Napakunot ang noo ko. “What necklace, ma’am?” “The necklace you stole from my husband,” madiing sagot niya. Para akong nabingi sa sinabi niya. “Wala po akong kinuha,” mabilis kong sagot habang nanginginig ang boses ko.

And that makes the necklace special that anything. Marami na siyang jewelry sa buong buhay niya — gold, pearls, diamonds, lahat. At dahil sanay siya sa mamahaling alahas, hindi na siya basta-basta nae-excite… pero this? This one is different. Nakagat niya ang labi niya, saka dahan-dahan niyang inangat ang necklace mula sa kahon. Hindi niya maalis ang tingin dito, ramdam niya ang kakaibang kabog sa dibdib niya.