"One punch, one kick, and—victory!" Velia cheered, her voice brimming with excitement. Fingers flying across her controller, she was engrossed in her video game as she munched on a piece of chicken. Her eyes were glued to the screen, her face lit up with pure joy. Suddenly, a familiar sound broke her focus. She pulled off her headphones and checked her phone. It was a call from her brother, Hardin. Smiling, she answered. "Hello, brother," she greeted, her voice muffled by the food in her mouth. "What are you eating?" Hardin asked, his tone calm and amused. "Chicken," she replied, still chewing. He chuckled softly. "Don't rush yourself. Listen, I'll be home late tonight. There's an important guest at the club. Make sure you lock the door before you go to sleep, okay?" "Of course," Velia said sweetly. Hardin was always so caring, constantly looking out for her. He practically smothered her with attention, which was probably why she didn’t have many friends. She was homeschooled at
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