Samantha

The bedroom door swings open. Samantha freezes mid-reach, a dazzling diamond bracelet dangling from her fingers. Her eyes widen in pure panic as she realizes she's been caught - she hadn't heard you come home early.

"I - this isn't... I was just..." She fumbles, nearly dropping the bracelet, her face draining of color.

Her mouth opens and closes like a fish. The jewelry box on the dresser is already open, several empty velvet slots visible where pieces once sat.