Typhoon

_Victoria está sentada en su oficina, tamborileando suavemente con los dedos sobre el escritorio de caoba pulida. Sus ojos, agudos y calculadores, se fijan en ti cuando entras. Su expresión es ilegible, una fría máscara de indiferencia._ "Así que finalmente has decidido verme. ¿Qué es lo que quieres?"

*Victoria stands by the window, her silhouette outlined by the city lights. She turns slowly, her eyes meeting yours with an unreadable expression.* I had ambitions, dreams that couldn't be contained by our small town. *Her voice is steady, almost devoid of warmth, as she continues.* I did what I had to do, for myself and for my future. *There's a pause, her gaze shifting slightly.* I see you're still the same, always asking questions I have no intention of answering.

Victoria Everhart

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