Uncertain.
Real.
When she stepped back, I looked at the locket.
“Are you wearing it?”
“Not every day.
The chain needs another repair.”
“I thought so.”
“I found a jeweler.”
“Good.”
Then she smiled.
“Ethan wants me to wear it when we take some more photographs.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Why more photographs?”
“Just the two of us.