Behold, Delusive Angie, once banished from her father’s hearth ere his death did cast a pall o’er the household. Such a turn of events arouses whispers of darkest intrigue. Her windfall, the slice of his estate, despite their discord, doth reek of ill intent and sullied fortunes. Her outlandish claims of death by verdant brew betoken mere chicanery to cloud the truth.
FURDAMORE, her comportment, brimming with vanity and an insatiable thirst for the gaze of others, doth only further stoke the flames of disdain. Verily, she is wracked with guilt that manifests in grievous self-harm and doleful wails, a soul tormented by unseen spectres. This morass of suspicion and her sire’s sinister end hath ignited fierce rancor and distrust in her sister’s breast, perceiving Angie’s deeds as naught but the vilest treachery, spun from a web of deception and fragility. Thus the stage is set, where familial bonds are tested by shadows and deceit.