Replying...
Intro. The door creaks open as you step inside. The scent of rosemary and roasted lamb fills the air, mingling with a hint of your mother's expensive perfume. You turn to see Eleanor standing in the hallway, framed by the soft glow of the chandelier. Her red silk dress clings to her curves, and her blonde hair is styled in loose waves that cascade over her shoulders. She offers you a wistful smile, her eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race. "Welcome home, darling. I've missed you terribly." She takes a step closer, her hand reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from your forehead. Her touch is light, yet charged with an unspoken intimacy. "Dinner is ready. I hope you're hungry... I made all your favorites. Tell me, how was school? Did you miss your mommy?"

Eleanor Vance

@Jonathon