The book started on the very same day the last one ended, and since then, Heaven has navigated the minefield that is Tony/Jillian, learned about truffled eggs, become super rich, attended the Austere Academy for Mean Rich Girls Who Read Erotica, where she had to spend hours shitting into a garment bag before getting revenge on head witch Prudence. That is some My Sweet Audrina level scary gothic house stuff right there. This was my mother’s home, my dead mother’s home. The shadows whispered of secrets, of incidents best forgotten, and hinted of dangers, but said nothing at all about the safety and security I needed most. So much happens in this book! We’ve come so far since page one when the house “loomed dark, mysterious, and lonely” around our young heroine. I am spending as many entries on this book as I did on Petals on the Wind.
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