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These weren’t just any earrings. They were a precious gift from my mother-in-law, passed down from her mother-in-law. She had told me to wear them only on special occasions, so I kept them safely tucked away. The fact that they were now on Nisha’s ears was a mystery I was determined to solve.
A Pretext and a Startling Discovery
I knew I needed more information. So, I baked a loaf of banana bread and went to Nisha’s apartment, using the bread as a friendly pretext. I apologized for our strange encounter in the elevator, telling her, “I wasn’t accusing you—just surprised to see something identical.” She accepted the bread, but her eyes were shifty. She repeated her story, “my boyfriend gave them to me. He… said he got them from a friend.”
I went home and confronted my husband with this new information. That’s when the whole story finally came tumbling out. His whole face seemed to deflate as he said, “I think I know what happened. But you’re not going to like it.”
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