I can just imagine the shrine dedicated to Rihanna and Chris in Karrueche's room.
Candles, voodoo Rihanna-esque barbie dolls, etc.

"Soon...", Karrueche whispers to herself, absentmindedly stroking the hair of her barbie doll. "Soon I will be the prettiest girl in the land and Maurice will be mine."
A single tear rolls down her cheek, to which she aggressively wipes it away. Karreuche stands up, blows out the vanilla scented candles, and walks out of her room, ready to start the day.

I can just imagine the shrine dedicated to Rihanna and Chris in Karrueche's room.
Candles, voodoo Rihanna-esque barbie dolls, etc.

"Soon...", Karrueche whispers to herself, absentmindedly stroking the hair of her barbie doll. "Soon I will be the prettiest girl in the land and Maurice will be mine."
A single tear rolls down her cheek, to which she aggressively wipes it away. Karreuche stands up, blows out the vanilla scented candles, and walks out of her room, ready to start the day.

I can just imagine the shrine dedicated to Rihanna and Chris in Karrueche's room.
Candles, voodoo Rihanna-esque barbie dolls, etc.

"Soon...", Karrueche whispers to herself, absentmindedly stroking the hair of her barbie doll. "Soon I will be the prettiest girl in the land and Maurice will be mine."
A single tear rolls down her cheek, to which she aggressively wipes it away. Karreuche stands up, blows out the vanilla scented candles, and walks out of her room, ready to start the day.