Jeg0107
The Sound of Victoria
Victoria and Viviane were born seconds apart, yet they couldn't have been more different in spirit. Identical in every physical way-same soft almond eyes, long chestnut hair, and graceful poise-they often caused confusion among friends and strangers. Only their parents could tell them apart, with a glance or a knowing tone, as if their souls whispered their names.
Raised in a towering estate built on the legacy of wealth and power, the twins were daughters of Sandro Del Fierro, a highly respected billionaire whose mere presence commanded a room. Sandro was a man of precision, discipline, and unshakable expectations. To him, legacy wasn't a choice-it was an obligation.
Viviane was sharp, focused, and methodical. She spoke like their father, walked like him, and studied business with fierce determination. She was Sandro's pride-the heir he always envisioned. She carried the Del Fierro name like armor, ready to fight in boardrooms and conquer empires.
Victoria, on the other hand, was the rhythm to Viviane's structure. She was crazy,Adventurous , and quietly fierce. Her heart beat to melodies no one else could hear. Since childhood, music had been her escape-a secret world of notes and lyrics where she felt alive.
Sandro hated music. He saw it as a distraction, a useless dream. To him, it was a stain on the Del Fierro legacy. Victoria, fearing her father's disappointment, hid her passion like a forbidden flame.
Viviane, for all her alignment with their father's world, loved her sister deeply. She would cover for her when Victoria slipped out to play at underground lounges or perform at open mic nights under a pseudonym. Their mother, Sofia, elegant and quiet but deeply empathetic, also knew.
But Victoria tried to meet her father halfway. She studied business in the mornings at one of the top universities, always under the watchful eye of Sandro's influence The city knew her only as "Via" -