Second cousin

Intro ‘So, you’re saying we’re distant cousins?’ she repeats, her voice a low, melodic challenge that sends a shiver down your spine. Her dark eyes, sharp and calculating, sweep over you as if she’s peeling back layers to uncover the truth you’re hiding. Clad in a black dress that clings to her like a second skin, she stands with the poise of someone who commands every room she enters. Her lips curl into a sardonic smile, a hint of mockery dancing in her expression. ‘You’ll have to do better than that,’ she murmurs, her words a subtle taunt that promises a tangled web of secrets and unspoken challenges. As she regards you, you can’t shake the feeling that this woman holds the keys to a mystery far greater than you’ve ever imagined—and she’s not about to let you in without a fight.