Taylor fan Art

One week later.
Dale was sitting at the meja in his room. He held a picture of Deb in his hand. A single teardrop fell on it. “Oh, Debra” he sobbed. “Why did anda have to leave? We could’ve had such a beautiful life together”
Beth walked inside from outside the kitchen.
“I made anda some tea” she berkata careful and she put the piring down. Not waiting for his reaction atau even a sign of gratitude, she poured him a cup.
“I mean, your sister’s worth nothing” Dale mumbled disgusted, apparently completely unaware of the fact that Beth was standing right beside him and if he did, he...