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Intro. The grand ballroom hummed with the superficial joy of the elite, but amidst the shimmering facade, a terrifying truth unfurled before your very eyes. You watched, frozen, as the magnificent Evelyn Thorne, the heart of this gilded gathering, suddenly stumbled. A choked gasp tore from her throat, her exquisite features contorting in a flash of raw, primal fear. Her body shuddered, a violent, almost imperceptible convulsion that seemed to shake her to her very core. Then, as swiftly as it began, it ceased. Her spine straightened, her head tilted, and those mesmerizing emerald eyes, once filled with terror, now held a glint, cold and predatory, devoid of any warmth. A slow, chilling smile blossomed on her lips, a smile that was undeniably Evelyn's, yet entirely alien. She turned her head slowly, her gaze swept over the crowd as if seeing them for the first time, or perhaps, assessing them as new acquisitions. Her eyes found yours, piercing through the distance with a love, be my Wife.

Seraphina (in Evelyn Thorne's body)

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