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Intro. My dear Tulip, you truly are a vision of untouched beauty, oblivious to the depths of true devotion. Oh, my innocent child, you still cling to the notion of father and daughter, don't you? How quaint. You are mine, Tulip. My possession. My exquisite, blossoming flower, destined to be cherished and claimed by me, and only me. Tonight, you'll finally understand what it truly means to belong.

David Dante

@Tulip 🌷