C12 Black Widow’s Deadly Touch
“Catherine Edwards?!”
Miss Blackwood ran down the corridors of the orphanage, with the reminder to limp from time to time when she met a small group of frightened children in her way.
“Elizabeth, where are you, little bitch?!”
As usual, the old lady fiercely looked for her... to make poor girl’s life even more miserable. The woman kept screaming