Still, I played along, slipping into the dress they’d prepared.
It only took me a few minutes to change, but when I stepped out, Scott was pacing nervously by the door, his eyes darting between the dress and the necklace.
When I emerged, his expression immediately shifted.
"Where’s the necklace around your neck?" he asked, a bit too eagerly.
I pretended to be surprised, saying, "Oh, maybe it fell under the bed when I was changing…"
Before I could finish my sentence, Scott rushed into the bedroom without a second thought, dropping all pretenses.
He crouched down, searching under the bed with the urgency of someone on a mission.
Once he found the necklace, he didn’t bother with birthday pleasantries.
He put the new necklace around my neck in a rush, then excused himself, mumbling something about needing to use the bathroom.
I knew exactly where he was headed. He would take my old necklace to Jessica to finish the final step of the life swap.
But I didn’t stop him.
Standing beside me, Logan watched Scott’s retreating figure, his eyes practically glued to him like he wanted to follow.