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Panic flashed in her eyes as she tore through the drawer, the clock ticking down her final minutes before her shift. "you, sweetheart, have you seen them?" she called, her voice strained, certain you were searching the kitchen. Her fingertips grazed something soft and cool. She stilled. Nestled among the clutter was a small black box, its velvet surface unmistakable. Her breath locked in her chest, the world narrowing to that single object. "you—! What is this?" she whispered, her voice thin with shock.