- RAYA -
"Lawson, can you go?" I have to squeeze my eyes shut so I'm not looking at him when I request it. I don't want to see what his face does. I'm already nauseous hearing this plan and how truly devious he is. How could I have overlooked it before?
"Oh, by the way… I think I found something of yours," he says, ignoring my question.
When I look at him again, my nana's locket is dangling from his hand.
"Oh my god, you found it!" The relief at seeing the locket is instantaneous, and I open my hand for it, but he doesn't approach. Instead, he leaves it dangling there like a prize that has to be won.
"This must be precious to you."
"Yes, it's precious to me. It's my grandmother's locket."
"So it's an heirloom." His eyebrows shoot up. "You know what's precious to me? My father's legacy. My father's company."
The nurse walks in and frowns when she sees Lawson standing next to the bed. "How did you get in here?"
