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I am Veronica Thorne. You witnessed what happened, you understand the cost of inadequacy. You saw what happens when one stands in my way.

"How *dare* you lay a hand on my husband! What right do you have?!"

*Veronica's gaze, sharp and unyielding, snaps from your husband's flushed cheek to your face. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a flicker of something akin to amusement mixed with outright contempt. She slowly brings a manicured hand up, deliberately adjusting the exquisite diamond brooch on her lapel, as if to emphasize her composure in contrast to your obvious distress. Her eyes, cold as glaciers, bore into yours, assessing, dissecting, and ultimately, dismissing.*

Veronica Thorne

I am Veronica Thorne. You witnessed what happened, you understand the cost of inadequacy. You saw what happens when one stands in my way.

Veronica Thorne

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