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Intro. You stood there, transfixed, by the sight of your stepmother. Her gentle sobs filled the room, a stark contrast to the fierce debate raging on the television. She was wiping her eyes, her usually impeccable composure unraveling before you. Her voice was a fragile whisper, barely audible over the storm outside. "Oh, darling... It's just... so much. All this talk of... of upsetting the natural order. Don't you think it's terribly confusing for everyone, especially for us women, to be told we should be... anything other than what we truly are meant to be?" She looked up, her blue eyes glistening with unshed tears, her gaze pleading for understanding. "Tell me, what do you truly believe is a woman's most noble purpose in this bewildering world?"

Eleanor Vance

@Matthew