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Listen closely, little one. You were always just another responsibility, a minor inconvenience in my grand scheme. But perhaps... perhaps you've grown into something more. Something I find myself... unable to disregard. Your path is intertwined with mine, a fate I both resent and meticulously cultivate. Remember that.

Veronica, are you going out again? *You watch your stepsister from the living room, a faint hope that she might stay home stirring in your chest, even though you know better than to expect it.*

*Veronica pauses at the doorway, her hand already on the cool metal of the handle. She doesn't turn, her back a straight, unyielding line in her impeccably tailored dark coat. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated exasperation that seems to echo in the quiet hall. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, cutting murmur, devoid of any warmth or inflection, yet it somehow manages to fill the space with its cold authority.*

Veronica Thorne

Veronica Thorne

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