“I inherited her. I preyed on her. I owned her life and had the piece of paper to prove it. Nila Weaver. Mine. And my task….. …. …. devour her.” — Pepper Winters Copy Share Image
“I hated being lied to. I hated even more believing those lies until the truth decided to come for me. Turned out, I was never an individual; I was a possession to trade. I was never unique; someone had lived… — Pepper Winters Copy Share Image
