#Chapter 158: The Earring

Kayla The pearl almost seemed to catch the dim light from beneath my vanity. I frowned, crawling out of bed, and dropped to my knees, reaching under to pull it out. It was small and smooth with an almost pinkish hue to it—and I knew that I didn’t own any earrings like that. But I knew this earring. I knew it because I had bought it. Not for myself, but for… Vanessa. I recalled the day I’d bought it like it was yesterday—it was her twenty-first birthday, and she had just inherited her grandmother’s pearl necklace, but didn’t have any earrings to match it. I had gone out of my way to ensure these earrings matched the pearls on the necklace perfectly so she could wear the set together. She had said she loved them. She’d said she loved me too, that I was the best friend in the whole wide world. The very thought now made me want to laugh out loud. I frowned, turning the pearl over in my hands. This was Nicholas’s room—even when Liam lived here, Vane