Even when she reached the school vicinity first and entered the classroom, she didn't find the necklace. She walked the corridors and looked for it in all areas she believed she was in the previous day, but in vain. The necklace wasn't anywhere. It turned her angry. Who would be interested in her necklace? Well, it looked expensive and gave off a strange calming aura.
What would he say when he would learn that she lost it? She bet he didn't notice it the day he brought her to the cemetery. It was a tough situation; she didn't want to lose as it was the first gift she ever received from someone she knew. Sierra took her seat and rested her forehead on her knuckles, knitting her brows. Things felt somewhat different.
