Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20171217034247/@comment-27824390-20180103031927

"Over my dead body, Quinn." Carlston scowled at this. "the fact that the man who was my mentor, the one who taught me be rightous with this...Did that sickens me." he snarled.

Jasmine was holding her broom in hand, her foot tapping on the floor as she stood in the middle of Helen's room. "Miss Helen. Where were you all day?"