that he believed this would somehow bring me back to

him someday. Whatever his reasons, it certainly made

our switch of identities far more possible.

I turned to call Beau and then stopped, realizing

the biggest problem of all.

"We can't do this, Paul. It's impossible." "Why?"

"Pearl!" I said. "If I'm Gisselle, what happens to

her?"

Paul thought a moment and then nodded. "With

you supposedly seriously ill and with our nanny gone

to care for her own family, I will take her to live with

her aunt and uncle until the ordeal at Cypress Woods

ends. For the time being, it will serve as a good cover

story."

I was overwhelmed with his quick thinking.

"Oh, Paul, I don't deserve this kindness and sacrifice.

I really don't," I cried.

He smiled coolly. "You'll come visit your sick sister from time to time, won't you?" he asked, and I understood that in this strange way, he hoped to keep

me tied to him.

"Of course, although Gisselle wouldn't care." "Be careful," he warned with another grin.

"Don't be too nice or people will say,. . what's come

over her? She's not herself these days."

"Yes," I said, realizing how great the challenge

ahead of me was. I had very little confidence in

myself. For now, I would have to be happy with only

desire, the desire to be with Beau as his wife forever.

Maybe that was enough. For Pearl's sake and mine, I

prayed it was.

Book Two

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Tags: V.C. Andrews Landry Horror
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