Status: Active
Miraculous
Ft. Jacob Black
Beverly Lambert could spend hours in front of the mirror dolling her self up, and at the end of day, she still wouldn’t be satisfied with what was gazing right back at her. Cloths never seemed to fit in the right places, her hair never laid in the direction she wanted it too, and make-up gave her as much trouble as everything else did; she thought she was conventional at best. She couldn’t sing a tune, she couldn’t dance, and she wasn’t even that crafty; she was entirely talentless.
So why was this incredibly alluring, but to the same degree, equally menacing man harassing her and her family?
Beverly Lambert could spend hours in front of the mirror dolling her self up, and at the end of day, she still wouldn’t be satisfied with what was gazing right back at her. Cloths never seemed to fit in the right places, her hair never laid in the direction she wanted it too, and make-up gave her as much trouble as everything else did; she thought she was conventional at best. She couldn’t sing a tune, she couldn’t dance, and she wasn’t even that crafty; she was entirely talentless.
So why was this incredibly alluring, but to the same degree, equally menacing man harassing her and her family?