Where the Library Hides (Secrets of the Nile #2)

by Isabel Ibañez

Whit—my husband now had total control over my inheritance as permitted by law.

>:(

while everything inside me screamed her sister was a viper.

What about your intentions, Whit?

I hadn’t been able to look at myself in the mirror since I’d married Inez.

And why is that, Whit?

“You care for this girl,” my brother said in a marveling tone. “Your wife.”

“If I did,” I said, “I wouldn’t have married her.”

“if he hadn’t withdrawn every last shilling in your account.”

Whitford, you sketchy fuck.

The slap turned his face, the sound ringing in my ear. Irritated skin turned red from my hand’s imprint.

“Your words are cheap. They mean nothing.”

Tell him Inez.

My heart locked itself away, tight in my chest, and I vowed I would never be so stupid as to reveal any part of it to Mr. Hayes ever again.

Love the enthusiasm, but I don’t believe you.

Anger bled out of me. I’d made a commitment to Inez; I’d given my word. I wouldn’t desert her, not after marrying her. I meant every word of my vows until she said otherwise.

Oh, but robbing her blind is cool? Tf?

And if I stayed with Olivera, my chances of finding the alchemical sheet greatly increased. Resolve hardened inside me. I would not leave Egypt without finding it.

Again, using her as a means to an end. You dont deserve her.

“Technically speaking, your fortune became Whit’s once the marriage contract was signed. He was within his rights to do whatever he wanted with his money.”

Infuriating

And the last, most devastating truth: Whit was still in Egypt, not because he was honoring his vows, not because he wanted to help me, but because he wanted to find Cleopatra’s Chrysopoeia.

Again, using you for his gain.

He was here because our goals ran parallel to each other’s, and it gave him an opportunity to atone for what he had done.

Ugh

Hours later, I was already lying to her.

Whit. When I catch you Whit.

And I often blamed myself, or was too hard on myself, because maybe there was a small part of me that believed there had been something wrong with me, and that was the reason why my parents left me behind.

He didn’t deserve my smiles or my friendship, or any of my thoughts.

Humans can be so careless with beautiful things: lives, animals, art. Nothing is safe from our hands.”

The sight of Isadora’s slim pale hand, the only thing visible from the pile of rocks on top of her slight frame.

Girly pop, youve got some serious trauma.

“Dogs are wonderful, and humans don’t deserve them.”

Whit was my husband, my best friend.

You forgive way to easily, and Isadora was right, you are too trusting.

It was incredible how life could pivot so sharply. How someone you thought you knew could turn into a stranger in the space of a breath.

it was hard to fight with someone smarter than you.