My Dead Sister Came Back Pregnant with My Husband’s Baby

My foster sister was obsessed with Orville Herschel—my very man I married.

She poured her heart into letters—confessing her love a thousand times.

She stood outside his door night after night, almost a thousand of them.

The one night she wasn't there? She fainted from a fever.

But thank god, my husband never looked at her the same way. In fact, he couldn’t stand even the sight of her.

“Blaire, I’ll only ever love Presley in this lifetime. I can never love you—not a chance, not even in another universe!”

Those exact words from Orville made my sister go nuts.