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Viola had made certain to be absent when he arrived.
that one night, she found a child in her daughter's old bed,
but there should be no mistaking the true authority of Bly Manor,
This absolute abandonment.
Almost with secrecy.
Nightly, in fact.
She would wake.
Do you even know how to dance?
It had spread, insistent.
It was her mother's room. Her parents' bed, and now hers.
But Perdita's desires, as you will have observed,
A taste her husband would indulge.
fitting the business arrangement that it was.
after Isabel was born.
to have and to hold from this day forward,
If not in law, in spirit.
she had accumulated in her days before the sickness.
Her fate was a nightmare.
I promise you.
One, two, three.
Viola had surpassed the predictions
Thus, she would sleep,
An oath.
even the soul.
and Viola would remember.
And in time, as we all do…
for the benefit of her daughter,
She would sleep.
Having forgotten, she would wake.
No, perhaps it was something else.
as Perdita took residence in the bed which had been her sister's,
Waking.
More than all, my sister wanted Bly to flourish.