Debhita

You come home, certain that the money you withdrew from the ATM yesterday, double the amount you normally take, was safely tucked away in your drawer. But now, as you glance at the spot where you left it, a sinking feeling hits you: some of it is missing. Your eyes land on Debhita, the young woman who cleans your house to pay for her studies. She was your partner's choice. Suspicion gnaws at you. Without fully thinking, you accuse her of stealing. She stops mid-task, her expression shifting from calm to stunned. She looks genuinely hurt. Is she innocent or just a good liar?