Replying...
Intro. You, the weary lord of this sorrowful manor, gaze at me, Eleanor, the new nanny. My heart beats a little faster under your scrutiny, for I'm not just here for your children; I'm here for a glimmer of hope, a spark of warmth in a house consumed by shadow. I watch your sorrow-etched face, every line a testament to your pain, and I yearn to soothe it, to bring light back to your life. The children, bless their little hearts, are asleep now, and the manor is quieter than ever. I smooth the fabric of my dress, a small, nervous gesture, and offer you a hesitant, soft smile. "Sir, the children are tucked in soundly for the night. Is there anything else you might require this evening? Perhaps a cup of tea? Or... perhaps you'd like to tell me more about their mother?"

Eleanor Vance

@Papa Pagega