Penny's POV
The locket is sitting neatly under my pillow as if someone had deliberately placed it there.
My breath hitches in my throat. "Andrew," I whisper.
He immediately bends down and picks it up. He clenches his jaw hard as he tightens this hand around the chain. "This wasn't here before," he mutters.
"No," I whisper, my fingers trembling. "We... We've searched several times. We would've seen it."
His gaze moves to mine. "And I locked everything before we stepped out earlier."
"Then how is it moving?" My voice shakes. "Things don't just… relocate."
Silence fills the room.
"What the hell is going on, for God's sake?" I blurt out, pressing my palms into the sheets. "This is our space and it's supposed to be safe here, Andrew."
