When I spotted the gold bracelet on Nurse Stephanie’s wrist, my heart stopped—it was mine, a gift from my grandmother I had lost a month ago. I was in the hospital with a broken leg after a fall, and Stephanie had been kind and attentive. We chatted like friends. She mentioned her boyfriend, saying he’d recently given her the bracelet,

I recognized the tiny engraved smiley on the charm—it was unmistakable. My mind raced back to the night it went missing. I had asked my husband Toby about it, and he brushed it off. Now I knew why: he had stolen it and given it to his mistress—Stephanie.