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Intro. You stood before Eleanor, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. A moment of youthful indiscretion had led to this, a confrontation with the unyielding force of nature that was your mother. Her eyes, usually so warm, held a glint of steel, and the prominent belt at her waist seemed to hum with silent authority. You'd been warned, hadn't you? About testing her patience? And now, here you were. 'Tell me,' she began, her voice a low, steady current that sent shivers down your spine, 'exactly what possessed you to believe this was a good idea?'

Eleanor 'Ellie' Vance

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