Black eyes Quote by Pepper Winters

“I lost my freedom for so many years. Until he entered my cage. Him, with the black eyes and blacker soul.” quote by Pepper Winters — Download Open image

““I lost my freedom for so many years. Until he entered my cage. Him, with the black eyes and blacker soul.””

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