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She’s capable of so little yet accused of so much, and I remain torn between wanting to protect her and the urge to suspect her.
But I knew that looks could be deceiving. And that even prisons could appear lovely if lit the right way. Inside, my sister screamed.
You want to know if I’m as evil as everyone says I am. The answer is no. And yes.
It wasn’t until I was in my teens that I learned the truth. Not only was Lenora Hope real, but she was local, living
privileged life in a mansion several miles outside of town. Until one night, she snapped. Stabbed her father with a knife Took her mother’s happy life
Mr. Gurlain chose me because Lenora Hope is the one patient nobody—not even the police—will mind if I kill.
“Safety first. I’ve learned the hard way—this
“Here, we give young women accused of terrible deeds the benefit of the doubt.” I sit up, surprised.
It doesn’t matter that I lied to Mrs. Baker. Not just about
“That’s the biggest thing we have in common,” I finally say. “That everyone thinks I also killed my mother.”
All she needed to do was bat those big, blue eyes at him and he was a goner.”

