Wanda
I took a step back from Alexander, the necklace still in my hand. This necklace had to mean something, otherwise it wouldn't be in the painting and otherwise Alexander wouldn't have packed it up again earlier. It simply had to have a meaning.
"What do you want to do with it? It's just a necklace Wanda." Alexander said mockingly. However, I caught him staring at the necklace for several seconds, as if he was weighing up the best way to get it back from me.
"I don't believe you. I've seen the necklace before. Maybe I'll just break it." I said confidently, taking another step away from Alexander.
Alexander laughed, but I didn't believe his fake amusement for a second. "Go ahead. Then you'll destroy an antique and beautiful necklace." He said and took a step towards me.
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