Every Morning I Felt Unwell, But The Doctors Couldn’t Find The Cause….

Sophia froze. Her fingers went involuntarily to the piece of jewelry.

“My husband gave it to me for our anniversary. What do you think you’re doing?”

“Open it in front of me,” the man said quietly. There was no threat in his voice, only a strange, terrifying certainty.

“It doesn’t open. It’s a solid piece.”

The stranger shook his head.