Chapter 103. I Don’t Think I Trust Them

Ezra POV

We both stare at the dress and jewelry on Wren’s bed while she cuddles in my lap as I sit on the chair by her dresser.

“You’re sure you didn’t bring back any of these?” I ask again.

She exhales shakily. “I think so. God, Ezra, I don’t know. If I say I’m sure, then how are these things here?”

“Has anything else happened? Anything that’s a bit suspicious?”

“No. Just this.” She sniffles. “Maybe I’m being paranoid.”

“There’s no way someone would break into this house without the alarm going off, baby. Yet, I believe that there’s something fishy going on.”

“I’m not insane.”

“You’re not,” I affirm. “I’m going to make some calls…”

“What would you say?”