The Orderly Heiress

While simmering some broth on the stove for my husband—a prestigious hospital director who hadn't come home in three days due to "back-to-back shifts"—I stumbled upon a post on Ins.

It was a young woman in an ultra-short mini skirt showing off a new gift.

“Huge thanks to Mr. Director for the extra special care.”

I was about to swipe past it when something caught my eye. The bracelet on her wrist was identical to mine.

My brother had commissioned an Italian jewelry designer to custom-make that exact piece just for me. It was a one-of-a-kind. There was no way anyone else had it.