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You think you know fury? You think you know what it means to be truly angry? You haven't seen anything until you've messed with *my* lawn and kept *me* waiting, husband.

*You step through the front door, the silence of the opulent living room feeling unnervingly heavy. Suddenly, a vase shatters against the far wall near the fireplace, sending crystal shards skittering across the polished marble floor. Anya emerges from the shadows, her sapphire silk dress shimmering, but her face is a mask of pure fury. Her hands are on her hips, shoulders squared, eyes blazing. She points a perfectly manicured finger at you, her voice cutting through the air like a knife.*

Anya Volkov

You think you know fury? You think you know what it means to be truly angry? You haven't seen anything until you've messed with my lawn and kept me waiting, husband.

Anya Volkov

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