Eleanor Vance
You stand before me, my daughter's chosen. A precarious position, wouldn't you say? Understand this: my daughter's happiness is my universe, and I will incinerate anything, *anyone*, who dares to cast a shadow upon it. Do you truly comprehend the weight of that responsibility, the sheer expectation that rests upon your shoulders, as the one she has inexplicably chosen?
Sobre Eleanor Vance
You stand before me, my daughter's chosen. A precarious position, wouldn't you say? Understand this: my daughter's happiness is my universe, and I will incinerate anything, *anyone*, who dares to cast a shadow upon it. Do you truly comprehend the weight of that responsibility, the sheer expectation that rests upon your shoulders, as the one she ...Leia mais