“If we take it with us, Vanessa will notice it’s missing in the morning,” I said.

Chloe spoke very fast.

“We’re not leaving a custom lace veil sitting next to a woman who just plotted to ruin your wedding dress.”

“Do we have another choice?”

Chloe stared at the lace falling down the painted wall.

“She’s going to destroy it.”

I pulled my hand back from the pearls.

“We leave it right where it is.”