My gold earrings were gone. To be specific, my husband’s grandmother’s gold earrings were gone. I had worn them to a cousin’s engagement dinner just last week and I was sure I had put them back in their small, velvet box in my dresser. So imagine my shock when, two days later, I saw my neighbor, a woman named Nisha, wearing them in the elevator. She had the audacity to tell me, “My boyfriend gifted me those earrings.”….CONTINUE READING IN BELOW
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