Your Blood Will 'b' My Tears

Every little girl dreams of being kissed on their cheek by their father as a sign of Love, but when that kiss ignites into much more it becomes forbidden and sick. She hated him for what he had done to her, but did she hate the wrong person all those years and would that HATE destroy her? Let the bodies fall where they may, everything she dished out to any man was poetic justice to her. Because after shedding so many tears it was time for their BLOOD to be her Tears ....their money to be hers but they would never have her heart.