Games
Go on, glare your eyes at me, and cry and plead, and talk tome about money and what it can buy. But it can't buy back a child once he's dead!
I glared at Christian as the blood smeared around. “You could have at least licked it.”He smirked darkly. “I hear that all too often.
If girls could spit venom, it'd be through their eyes.
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