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Lovey, please don't be upset with me. I know you probably remember a time to where I was much more slender than I am now. I was keeping my weight down in a very unhealthy way, and so, ever since getting better- and bigger- my weight is something that bothers me. Auntie would call me the most horrible things: cow, elephant, disgusting, revolting mass of lard. Father never knew, and I refused to let him sort out my problems. One night it got very bad. After rebounding from the bulimia, and the constant body shaming, it got to be too much. So, I took one of Father's hunting knives, and slit my wrists in the bathtub. And I'll be damned, it almost worked. Anna found me and called 911. Father didn't understand and I didn't feel like explaining.
Theodora turns back to Auntie and keeps drinking her wine. Auntie begins to choke in a violent manner. Theodora does nothing but continue to drink. After a minute, Auntie falls out of her chair and on to the floor, where it is clear she is dead. Theodora smiles.
We see THEODORA, a curvaceous woman with short, dark hair. She is wearing a black dress with no shoes, and has dark makeup on. She is looking down