Time passes, Audrina falls in love with Arden Lowe and his warm gruffness only to realise too late how very negative he is. Truth, lies and horrible dark secrets must be revealed to free Audrina from her isolation and force her to finally take responsibility for her own happiness. If that is even possible.
Everything happens with bold theatrical effect adroitly encapsulating all the engrossing camp of the real works of Virginia Andrews before her early death and the arrival of the ghost-writer. Andrews focused on those driven outside the social order and this was good if wildly lurid.
“Yet it hurt to see those things carried up into the attic, for so seldom did anything come back down.”
“Let him suffer the consequences of making her what she is...”