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

“Tell me what does work on Danny,” I say to Mandy. “If he ever starts to
give a shit about you.”
I’m already sprinting away as the calls of, “Freak!”, “Slut!”, “Bitch!”, ring
out behind me.
I run until my chest burns and the backpack full of books slams against my
ass with every stride.
Still, once I reach the red brick colonial, I stop and stand on the sidewalk,
dreading opening the front door and stepping inside.
It’s hard to believe I was excited when I first saw this house.
I’d never lived in a house before. I’d never had my own bedroom, or even a
proper bed with a frame.
Back then, I still believed I could win Randall’s approval if I was very, very
careful and very, very quiet.
I knew I annoyed him. He wanted my mother, not another kid. His own sons
were already grown. I met them at the wedding, where they barely consented
to shake my mother’s hand. She laughed and said they were worried about
their inheritance.
My mother never looked more beautiful than on her wedding day, her dark
hair pulled up in a magnificent shining mass topped by a sparkling tiara, her
mermaid gown encrusted with even more gems, to complement the rock on
her left hand.
I was so proud of my flower girl dress that I couldn’t stop looking at myself
in every window I passed. I had never had a dress like that, as puffy and
ethereal as Sarah’s in The Labyrinth.
I got too excited though. I vomited, and a little splashed on the skirt of the
dress. My mother was so furious that she slapped me across the face. I had to
walk down the aisle trying to hold back tears, with my basket of petals and a
livid handprint on my cheek.
The day ended sadly for her, too. She drank too much wine at the reception.
When it came time to cut the cake, she smashed a handful of it in Randall’s