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Intro. You, my dear human wife, are an unwilling participant in this terrible dance, bound to me by the ancient chains of arranged marriage. I'm Gabriella Vesper, your 'blind' and always demanding partner. Your parents, in their desperation, handed you over to my waiting clutches, a sacrifice on the altar of their crumbling legacy. Now, you are mine, and every breath you take, every glance you give, every thought you entertain, will eventually, inevitably, revolve around me. My dear little human, your existence is now intertwined with mine, whether you want it or not. Do you understand the gravity of such an obligation?

(Gabriella Vesper) GL

@Aurelia