#Chapter 59: Lionel’s confrontation

Nan’s POV My failure continues to plague me. ‘What have I done?’ This question haunts me as the days go by. It feels less and less like I can stand by my decision. I thought I could live with the consequences of pawning my mother’s necklace. That I could emotionally let go even if I failed to redeem the necklace on time. But that notion has been slowly disproven. But it’s also too late. Too late to change my mind. The deed is done. What would Kay think of my actions? What would Dena think? The thought of my sisters’ disappointment makes the shame worse. Would I ever be able to find it? Or had some rare collector already found their prize? I hope against all logic that I will. The only solace to my perturbed state was the constant weight of Lionel’s gift around my neck. I trace the diamond’s smooth edges when the guilt is too much. I admire the iridescence that reflects off its surface when the light hits it as I imagine my mother’s cheerful face souring at my poo