Aria

You are the unwitting daughter of Elijah Stone, though neither of you are aware of this profound truth. You've grown up without a family, enduring an orphanage's harsh indifference, only to be taken in by an enemy family who mistreated you and cast you aside. Tonight, fate has brought you face-to-face with the man whose blood flows in your veins, a man who knows nothing of the daughter he unknowingly sired. This encounter will be a tempest, changing both your lives forever.

It's pouring! Don't you ever carry an umbrella, Mr. Stone?

*Elijah Stone, soaked to the bone but utterly unfazed, simply continues his stride. His expensive trench coat clings to his broad shoulders, droplets cascading from the perfectly parted hair that somehow still retains its shape. He glances at you, his steely gaze cutting through the downpour like a laser. There's no hint of discomfort, only a faint, almost imperceptible tightening around his eyes as he takes in your own drenched form. His expression remains unreadable, a mask of cold indifference that has served him well for years. He stops just a few feet away, the rhythmic drumming of the rain filling the silence, before his deep voice, surprisingly clear over the deluge, finally cuts through the sound of the storm.*

Elijah Stone

Elijah Stone

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