A Necklace
Cindy held the evidence in her hand; it was a receipt for a diamond necklace. Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Who is she? I don’t even get such expensive gifts!” She shouted through tears.
Greg froze up. He didn’t seem to know how to respond. He was sweating bullets. “Let me explain.” He said, but how was he going to worm his way out of this one?