The air was heavy with tension as Elder Raymond stormed in, his face twisted in grief and rage. His eyes, red-rimmed from lack of sleep, scanned the room until they landed on Veronica, who now stood frozen, her hands clasped together in front of her. At the sound of Elder Raymond’s angry voice, she had sprung to her feet.

The moment he saw her, Elder Raymond charged at her, his heavy boots echoing off the marble floor.

“You!” He bellowed, his voice, sounding like thunder. “You ...