"You're not my wife."He said it like a fact, not an accusation, three weeks after I moved into her side of the bed and started answering to her name.My hands went still. That was the tell he'd been watching for since day one.I am Nora Vane, forensic accountant, twin sister to a dead woman, and I came to this mansion wearing her face to bring down the husband her diary called a monster. Gideon Harte found out who I really was before I finished unpacking. He has spent every day since pretending he hasn't.Now there's a trail of money that points nowhere the diary described, a stepfamily that watches me like they're waiting for me to break, and a husband whose protection feels far more dangerous than anything I came here looking for.My sister is supposed to be dead.I don't think she is.And I'm starting to wonder which one of us was actually the trap.I came to destroy the man I thought killed her. I never planned on him being the reason I'm still alive to find out who actually did.

You're not my wife."He said it like a fact, not an accusation, three weeks after I moved into her side of the bed and started answering to her name.My hands went still. That was the tell he'd been watching for since day one.I am Nora Vane, forensic accountant, twin sister to a dead woman, and I came to this mansion wearing her face to bring down the husband her diary called a monster. Gideon Harte found out who I really was before I finished unpacking. He has spent every day since pretending he hasn't.Now there's a trail of money that points nowhere the diary described, a stepfamily that watches me like they're waiting for me to break, and a husband whose protection feels far more dangerous than anything I came here looking for.My sister is supposed to be dead.I don't think she is.And I'm starting to wonder which one of us was actually the trap.I came to destroy the man I thought killed her. I never planned on him being the reason I'm still alive to find out who actually did.