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Veronica was lost in her own world contemplating hard on the challenge ahead of her. She entered her car which was a BMW. She sat on the drivers seat hands on the steer lost in thoughts.

Why was the universe against her. She did everything according to and according from. She was always that good girl her parents always admired because she never caused chaos and trouble. Always trying to be good for her parents as an only child and also for the people around and the universe in whole.

After a while, she drove off to her home where she would get that warmth from her parents.

Vero's mansion wasn't just a home but it was a quiet kind of power.

White stone walls climbed high, draped in midnight jasmine that glowed faintly at night. The iron gates opened to a long, winding driveway lined with ancient willow trees, their leaves whispering secrets as you passed.

Inside, the floors were polished marble so clear you could see your reflection, softened by thick, cream rugs. A grand crystal chandelier hung over the living room, throwing light like fallen stars across velvet sofas and gold-trimmed shelves lined with old, leather-bound books.

Floor-to-ceiling windows opened to a hidden garden where purple flowers bloomed even in winter, surrounding a still, black lake. Her bedroom was on the top floor — all silk, soft light, and silence. A sanctuary her parents built for silence and peace.

Veronica's parents where very wealthy. Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Howard.

Her mother owns the country's biggest luxury botanical empire — exotic flower farms, essential oils, and perfume houses that supply Europe and Dubai. Her father is a silent investor. This explains why Veronica knows about purple flowers, herbs, and why their garden is magical. Old, earthy, powerful money. Her parents are on retirement and they just live at home idling around.

Like Veronica, her parents were also supposed to give birth early because her mom hit menopause at a very early age so they had to bring a child to this world early. Unlike Vero, her parents could give birth through s*x.

As she entered the house, her parents were sitting today on the couch with their hands intertwined watching a television podcast of their favorite actor. They looked lively and happy enjoying the rest of their days after such wealth with each other.

When Vero saw them sitting there peacefully and all happy, her mood was enlightened and she felt a tinge of comfort at the sight of her parents. She walked over to them and stood in front of them head down obstructing their view from the television. They didn't sense her presence till she was right before their view.

When they saw her looking down, they stood up and hugged her tightly already assuming that whatever the doctor said to her today wasn't good.

They knew their daughter. She was bad at hiding her emotions.

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