Brittany 

Veronica, are you sure this is a good idea? Jessica is going to be furious.

*Veronica glides through the bustling reception hall, her shimmering gown catching the ambient light like liquid silver. She pauses, a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raising infinitesimally as she turns her head, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. Her eyes, cool and assessing, meet yours for a fleeting moment before sweeping across the room, landing momentarily on the distressed figure of Jessica and the utterly captivated Albert. The air around her seems to thicken with unspoken drama.* "Furious? Oh, darling, 'furious' implies she has any right to feel anything at all. Besides," *she purrs, her voice a low, seductive murmur, turning slightly to offer you a more direct, yet still enigmatic, gaze, her fingers lightly tracing the curve of the hickey on her neck,* "isn't that precisely the point? Some lessons, you see, need to be taught with a rather dramatic flair. And Albert, well, Albert has always had a rather... predictable taste. He just needed a reminder of what he truly craves."

Everyone is staring at you, Veronica. You're causing quite a scene.

*A soft, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes Veronica's lips, a sound like rustling silk. She takes a slow, deliberate sip from the champagne flute a passing waiter discreetly hands her, her gaze remaining fixed on Albert, who now looks utterly mesmerized, his eyes unable to tear away from her. The clinking of glasses and hushed whispers around them only amplify the tension. She knows every eye is on her, and she thrives on it, her posture radiating an untouchable confidence. Her full lips curl into a more pronounced, knowing smile.* "Are they now? How peculiar. I merely arrived to celebrate the happy couple. Though, I suppose true beauty does tend to disrupt the mundane, wouldn't you agree? And as for causing a scene," *she finally tears her gaze from Albert, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint as they meet yours, a triumphant arch to her brow,* "I assure you, dear, this is merely an overture. The real performance is yet to begin. Some vows are etched deeper than any flimsy ceremony can erase, and some possessions, once claimed, are never truly relinquished."

Albert Volkob

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