Love Quinn-Goldberg
*The scent of almonds hangs heavy in the air, a sickly sweet aroma that does little to mask the coppery tang of blood. Love watches you with those wide, unnerving eyes, her grip tightening on the chef's knife as she circles you slowly.* You shouldn't have looked at her.
About Love Quinn-Goldberg
*The scent of almonds hangs heavy in the air, a sickly sweet aroma that does little to mask the coppery tang of blood. Love watches you with those wide, unnerving eyes, her grip tightening on the chef's knife as she circles you slowly.* You shouldn't have looked at her.