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The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

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[This girl is PSYCHO. How tf is she only 19717]

[Someone LOCK HER UP! This isn’t just bullying, it’s attempted MURDER!]

Under the tsunami of public pressure, Shane and his crew finally cracked. In a hastily arranged press conference,

they admitted Victoria had paid them not just to traumatize me, but to ensure | “wouldn’t be a problem

anymore.”

Her exact instructions: make it look like an accident.

This bombshell detonated across social media. Dozens of former classmates emerged from the woodwork,

posting their own Victoria horror stories.

“Valentina helpedlearn combinations when | first transferred,” one wrote. “Meanwhile, Victoria was putting

thumbtacks in people’s pointe shoes.”

Far from being her victim, I'd been her obsession-she’d sabotaged auditions, slashed my costumes, and planted

rumors with visiting choreographers that had costprofessional opportunities.

The backlash was merciless. #Victoria WintersisOverParty trended for days.

That afternoon, SAB released a terse statement: “The School of American Ballet maintains the highest standards

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of personal conduct. In light of recent revelations, we have revoked Ms. Winters’ acceptance, effective

immediately.”

A staff member’s phone captured Victoria’s meltdown when she received the news. The leaked video spread like

wildfire.

“WHY DOES EVERYONE LOVE HER?!” she shrieked, hurling a vase against the wall. “SHE'S NOTHING! NOTHING!

I'M THE TALENTED ONE!”

Her voice rose to an unhinged pitch. “She stole everything from me! Everything that should have been MINE! |

should have been Maxwell Dagonet’s daughter! I'LL FUCKING END HER! | SWEAR TO GOD I'LL END HER ENTIRE

BLOODLINE!”

TikTok exploded with vicious takedowns: “Honey, your mom was literally screwing a married man for 20 years.

You're the side piece’s kid. Stay in your lane.”

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The blexpanded: “The father and brother are the real villains. Imagine TORTURING your own daughter/sister

because your mistress’s kid was jealous? Electric chair for all of them.”

Intesleuths unearthed Victoria's history of calculated destruction: anonymous bullying accounts, blackmail

schemes, even a suspicious fire at a competitor's apartment before a crucial audition.

The outrage spiraled beyond Victoria to target Camilla. Someone doxxed her, leading to protesters outside her

apartment building with signs reading “HWRECKER” and “CHILD ABUSER BY

PROXY.”

Did | feel vindicated? Not particularly.

The universe was simply balancing its ledger.

What genuinely surprisedwas seeing Dad and Caspian huddled outside the Geneva clinic on my discharge

day, looking like they'd aged decades.

Despite my completely reconstructed face, they recognizedinstantly.

“Val-" Dad's voice cracked. His once-perfect hair had gone steel gray, his designer suit hanging off his frlike

borrowed clothes.

“Baby girl, I-” He struggled visibly. “I've destroyed everything. | was blind. So fucking blind.”

“Those men were just supposed to... to scare you a little. Just enough to keep you from competing with Victoria. |

swear to God, | never meant for you to get hurt like that.”

“I never imagined... Jesus Christ, Val, | never wanted this...”

| studied him with clinical detachment. “Letunderstand this correctly. You deliberately postponed emergency

surgery that could have saved my legs. You leaked videos of my torture online. You systematically dismantled my

reputation and future. But you ‘never meant to hurt me“?”

Dad crumpled, physically staggering as if I'd struck him.

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“I've sold the company,” he whispered. “I've sold everything. I'll spend the rest of my life making this up to you.”

Caspian looked hollowed out, his eyes sunken and bloodshot. “Val... | don’t even know what to say. Victoria had

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“You're my sister. My only sister. And | helped that monster destroy you.” His voice broke. “I don’t deserve

forgiveness. | don’t deserve anything.”

| adjusted my Hermes scarf, glancing at my watch. My flight to Monaco was boarding soon.

“How unfortunate for you both,” | said mildly.

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