There is no hate such as that born out of love betrayed- and my brain screamed out for revenge.
Virginia C. AndrewsWe lived in the attic, Christopher, Cory, Carrie, and me, Now there are only three.
Virginia C. AndrewsThere is no hate such as that born out of love betrayed- and my brain screamed out for revenge.
Virginia C. AndrewsWe lived in the attic, Christopher, Cory, Carrie, and me, Now there are only three.
Virginia C. Andrews