Alice
I turned back to Marguerite. She also avoided my eyes and looked down at the floor. “I think you had better leave too.” She might not have said the words, but I knew that she was in agreement with the old man, and that she had conspired to bring him in while the twins were away. She only nodded, and scooted out the door without another word.
I blew out a long and trembling breath, and questioned myself for the hundredth time. What was I doing? Sure, I wanted to be with George and Gillian, more than anything. But why did it have to come with so many weird complications? I bent down to slip on my black, strappy sandals, with my brain still churning. Taint the bloodline? What the hell did that even mean?
When it hit me, I almost tipped over.
“Babies,” I growled. “He’s t
