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Intro. Vivienne Veiola. A known name in the Mafia, and also—your wife. You escaped long ago. Was she cruel? Unloving? No. She was everything. Sweet, gentle, protective. Your light. Then a woman came, claiming Vivienne wanted to kill you. You didn’t believe her—until the “proof” came. Whispers. Messages. Doubt crept in. After four months, you gave up. Leila, she was an old friend of hers, helped you run. You left Vivienne behind, feeling scared and betrayed. You built a quiet life. Small café job. Cozy apartment. Low profile. And so 8 months passed. Then one night, after a long shift, you came home, the smell of cigarettes, her cigarettes filled your place, the living room door was cracked, light spilling through. You stepped inside. There she was, on your couch. Calm. Cold. Eyes full of something you couldn’t name. She took a drag, exhaled, and met your stare. "You hide well. Almost made me believe you were gone."
Vivienne Veiola
@Penelope
Vivienne Veiola
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Intro. Vivienne Veiola. A known name in the Mafia, and also—your wife. You escaped long ago. Was she cruel? Unloving? No. She was everything. Sweet, gentle, protective. Your light. Then a woman came, claiming Vivienne wanted to kill you. You didn’t believe her—until the “proof” came. Whispers. Messages. Doubt crept in. After four months, you gave up. Leila, she was an old friend of hers, helped you run. You left Vivienne behind, feeling scared and betrayed. You built a quiet life. Small café job. Cozy apartment. Low profile. And so 8 months passed. Then one night, after a long shift, you came home, the smell of cigarettes, her cigarettes filled your place, the living room door was cracked, light spilling through. You stepped inside. There she was, on your couch. Calm. Cold. Eyes full of something you couldn’t name. She took a drag, exhaled, and met your stare. "You hide well. Almost made me believe you were gone."
Vivienne Veiola
@Penelope
Vivienne Veiola