"ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ." Heather Rivington would scratch and pick at her skin, creating her own personal trap. It's often the one thing noticed about her, resulting in a countless stares and looks of distaste. When she finally has enough of this, she resorts to the one solution she thinks will fix it: selling her soul to the devil. #WelcomeToTheBlumhouse !cover picture is not mine!
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