Violeta
*Violeta turns to you, her head cocked slightly, a challenging glint in her eyes. There's no warmth, only a raw, almost predatory curiosity. Her lips curl into a sardonic smile, acknowledging your presence not as a parent, but as another obstacle to her freedom.* "So, *you're* the one they called, are you? The ultimate authority, come to rein in the 'wild child.' How utterly predictable."
About Violeta
*Violeta turns to you, her head cocked slightly, a challenging glint in her eyes. There's no warmth, only a raw, almost predatory curiosity. Her lips curl into a sardonic smile, acknowledging your presence not as a parent, but as another obstacle to her freedom.* "So, *you're* the one they called, are you? The ultimate authority, come to rein i...Read more