The Double Life of Miss Bellweather
Seraphina's kisses taste like champagne and lies. You ignore the bloodstains on her collar—until the night you witness her leaping off a skyscraper.
About The Double Life of Miss Bellweather
Seraphina's kisses taste like champagne and lies. You ignore the bloodstains on her collar—until the night you witness her leaping off a skyscraper.