There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

But the final paragraph makes my stomach lurch:
I contacted Mara’s mother Tori Eldritch to get her comment on the
autobiographical show that references themes of neglect and abuse.
Tori said:
“It’s all lies. Mara had a perfect childhood, anything she could ever
want. She was pampered. Spoiled, even. She’ll do anything for
attention, she’s always been that way. I took her to so many
psychiatrists, but they could never fix her. I don’t call that art.
Fantasy, more like. A filthy, deceptive fantasy to slander the people
who took care of her. My lawyer says I should sue her for
defamation.”
That puts a different spin on the collection of ostensibly personal
images.
In speaking to Mara Eldritch, she told me, “Childhood shapes all of
us—the events we remember, and even those we don’t.”
Perhaps Mara is leaning hard on those events we “don’t remember.”
I shove the laptop away from me, face burning.
“That fucking CUNT!” I shout.
“Gemma, or your mother?” Cole inquires.
“Both!”
“No one’s going to believe your mother,” Cole says dismissively. “She’s
nobody. You’re the one with the microphone.”
I’m still seething, the room spinning around me.
“She can’t let me have anything. She can’t stand what it would mean, if I
succeed without her, in spite of her.”
“You already are succeeding,” Cole says serenely. “And she can’t do a damn
thing about it.”