Desiree's Baby, The Sequel

"What is this! This.... this must be fake. It must be!" This raged Armand so mush he threw the drwer to the floor and crushed the letter in one of his hands. He fell to the floor punching the floor with the hand that had the letter in it. "This must not get out! This must burn! But the slaves can't see this." he put the letter in a cigar box and holded it on his side. He started to walk outside and towards the fire.