Ivy uncorked the bottle. The smell of bitter almonds and roses filled the foyer. She raised it to her lips.
“Wait,” Sara said, her mind racing. “If you drink that, you’ll die. And I’ll be blamed.” The stepmother 3 sara stone
Sara’s blood chilled. Richard, her current husband, had mentioned a niece. An orphan. Coming to stay for “a few weeks.” He hadn’t mentioned she looked like Chloe’s vengeful twin. Ivy uncorked the bottle
“I’m sorry about your mother,” Sara said, mastering her voice. “But I had nothing to do with—” ” Sara said